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pulls up a seat opposite to us. “It’s nice to meet you…” He stretches his hand out in my direction but I notice him hesitate, and when I look at him, I see a pair of bright blue sparking eyes staring directly back into mine. The same eyes I remember from last night.
    My breathing becomes irregular , and my pulse begins to quicken when I start having flashbacks from the night before. The mask certainly didn’t do this guy any favors because accompanying those spectacular blue eyes, are well defined high cheekbones. I hadn’t actually paid much attention to his raven black and messy spiked hair last night either, it seems. Shit, he’s hotter than I originally thought.
    He’s eyeing me with a gua rded expression, and I see his jaw beginning to tense. I realize I’m staring and quickly avert my eyes, before returning the gesture and shaking his hand lightly.
    “Likewise,” I say, but my voice doesn’t help the situation at all. It’s quiet and scratchy. “Alexis or Alex is fine.” Way to go, Alex. You seem really in control of yourself! I inwardly curse myself as he takes his hand away, and I watch as he glances briefly at everyone sitting with us.
    He has a dumbfounded expression over his face, but luckily, nobody caught on to our interaction just now.
    “We were thinking of hitting a club,” Neil announces before taking a sip of his beer, and I see ever yone nodding their heads in approval at the suggestion.
    “You gonna try and get in?” Alyssa asks as she turns back around to face me. “Maybe you’ll bump into ‘Mr. Operation Orgasm’!”
    Sh it! Of all the things she could have said, she chose the most embarrassing one. I risk a peek over at him and see his eyes widening, but when he catches me, he looks away almost immediately.
    “I don’t think so, ” I let out a deep breath and hope to God she doesn’t comment on anything else I’ve told her. It was supposed to be in the strictest of confidence. I never discuss her sex life with anybody, and God only knows, she has an exceptionally busy one.
    “She’s only eighteen,” Alyssa mouths over to Brandon as she looks around to check that nobody else who works here will overhear. “She’s the baby of the group.”
    “Right, eighteen huh?” His eyebrows furrow, his lips form into a frown, and I notice he’s keeping his focus on anything but me. “You seem older ...”
    I smile as I take another sip of my drink. Since when did I become all shy? I’m usually so confident, and I guess I have to be, what with the college course I’ve chosen to study.
    “You want me to you call a taxi back?” Neil asks as he grabs hold of his cell phone. “Or, I don’t need to go with them. We can head back together.”
    “No, I can walk. It’s only a couple of blocks away,” I shrug and smile warmly at him. “You go have fun,” Neil is such a likeable guy and he always thinks of others first, but I don’t want him to call it an early night just because of me.
    “Holy fucking shit!” Ryan all but shouts while jumping up from his seat, which causes my head to snap up. “Did you see what she just did?”
    Everyone around our table snicker, and I dread to think what he’s talking about now.
    “Oh man, she’s coming over!” He’s practically dancing in his seat as his grin widens. When I look to the side, I see the girl that was gyrating on the pole has almost reached our table. “Damn, she’s one fine piece of …”
    “Well, hi again,” she purrs, and yes, I did just see right. She’s standing there without a shirt, and her bra doesn’t leave very much to the imagination, either. What the hell! “I can’t stop thinking about last week, and I swear I can still taste you.”
    She leans over and practically sticks her cleavage in Brandon’s face. I notice his discomfort and his eyes glance over to me for a split second, before his mouth turns into a deeper frown. Then her words hit me. I feel as though I’ve just been punched in the