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Holy shit! He’s got a million followers

There's that sain The charmer "I'm sortaknown," he says "I don't need that sort of shit on my name Also, not a dick" He lifts his dark brows, and I wonder if they're real They look so thick andperfect

"Here ya go, babe" He puts keys in ain "Just sent you the address on Snap"

I lean closer to hi at his face The perfect bones Just like a model

"You sood," I whisper Just like Ezra My eyes feel so heavy

"Let's get you to a cab, sweetie I'uy know the address if he's still here"

I nod

His hand coo back down the dark hall Back into the more exterior hall, back into the loud ainst my back

"Let me pick the tab up for you"

"Why?"

He smiles down at ers traceht: if I were older and not head-fucked, he'd be perfect "Let an old guy help a kid out" He gets the door for ht Do the deadbolt, though You don't know me"

My head swih the tintedas the driver sets off for the address ave them

I unlock ht to Snapchat It has a location feature? How did I miss that?

I check o to his profile

Holy fuck Four million followers on Snapchat

I think about his dia and smile to myself Thattricker Trickster

Pretty

I i diamonds

Stop, drunk Miller

I go to TikTok Put in "Dom Bryant"

His gorgeous face coood hair—like an ocean wave His lips puckered All cheekbones Jesus I stare at the three million followers he has there

Dom Bryant

I leannot to feel sick I think of Ezra's arms around my waist

My hands sweat as I pull up the contact for Ez and send a text

‘Where did you go?’