In the eye of the Storm

him, just walk up to him," I said, taking another sip of the fruit

drown those Paul-related sorrows in this magical

you really not going to try and talk to him?" Stacy

lly. "Oh, why do you look so fl

only here because you dragged me out. He might be

e dance floor as Stacy, with a mischievous smile, grabbe

nothing else!" she exclaimed, pulling

ht up in the rhythm, danced with a contagious energy that matched the lively atmosphere. Meanwhile, my hot stranger chose to hang back at their table, his gaze unwavering as

followed by Sebastian. "I'm Stacy," Stacy gree

music, I mouthed a greeting in return, a

inued to twirl with Aaron and Sebastian, cr

rse through my veins, I decided to break away from the group. As the music intensified, I found myself dancing with some ra

ring playful banter amidst the music. "Tonight's all about breaking free from the routine, right?" he hollered over the beats, and I couldn't help but laugh in a

is voice a low seduction as we moved to the pulsating beat. I pulle

y neck. His lips grazed my earlobe as he whispered, "Don't worry, sweetheart, you can find

ies swaying in sync. "That sounds fun, but tonight's not the night, pretty boy." I

ver the music, "Daph, you're killing it out th

nks. As I glanced back towards our table, my hot stranger was no longer

thumping music with possessive authority, "You seem out of your element here

odded, unable to suppress a grin. 'Be my guest,' I purred

a playful wink and gave his ass a playful smack, leaving

ps curled into a half-smile, his possessive gaze never l

ears. "A bit of both, I suppose. Someti

s gaze. "Life's too short for routi

and. The warmth of his handshake se

s authoritative and possessiv

through the bar, and my defenses crumbling w

authority, just sat there, observing me with

rrow and resilience, "You know, sometimes it feels like every scar has a story, and every story has a scar. But the ones et

momentarily as he leaned in, his voice low and husky, holding an unmistakable e

worse, and I still came out strong, but this is just a whole other level of hurt, you know?" I continued, my words starting

h a condescending look. "But right now, I'm kind of

you so glad?" I re

"It's so cute that it's trying to fit

he club?" I rep

always wanted one, but I couldn't ge

ver let you get a bunny. Wh

r even aro-" I started until I

m," I mumbled, quickly

er," I said, starting to regain clarity and hea

cally scanning the area for Stacy.

f the music as I got up from the bar,

ately I saw her, tugging at her

w. Calm down, take it easy,

d around us. Baxter's condescending gaze lingered; the smirk still etched on h

my smile strained. "Some of us prefer to leave

ide me. "Daph, what's going on?" she

ed the exit. The cool night air outside provided a stark contrast to the club's h

id with a chuckle under his breath, a hint of

etched on her face. I couldn't escape the feeling that, in the tangl

ter Reed, an encounter that would late