WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT
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“One madami shot.”
“No, I can’t –“
“Fine. I guess you owe me a dance then.”
You look and see Kai grinning at you, hand outstretched, ready to pull you to the dance floor. You roll your eyes at him before reaching for the shot glass and downing your fifth one for the night.
“You really don’t want to dance with me, do you?” he comments before taking his own shot.
“It’s not you; it’s me.”
“Okay. In my experience, when a girl says something like that, usually she’s trying to blow the guy off gently. If you want me to...
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