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“Thanks”

I duck into the back and grab e, I find Greg a a slow s my bottom lip between my teeth, then jerk my head subtly toward the back doors down the hall

He jerks in surprise, but he clearly gets the h the crowd as I head toward the back

A strange feeling twists in my stomach Nerves? Fear? Guilt?

I don’t knohat it is, but instead of exa it further, I shove it down as deep as I can and push open the heavy metal door that leads to the alley out back

Generally speaking, I don’t like co out here The ss back visceral, unpleasant ht, I need to just suck it up and push through

It needs to be here

I’m almost positive either Marcus or one of his friends—or even all three—are keeping an eye on me even now They probably know I stayed in h I didn’t see them inside the bar, they have to be nearby I’m sure of it

And if I’uess this lesson will just be for myself

A reet attached to anyone

Least of allstalkers

Greg catches the heavy door before it swings shut and steps out of the bar behind me

“Holy shit,” hea little Fuck I hope he’s not too drunk to get it up “I didn’t think you’d ever go for s…”

Those legs are covered in goose bumps, just like the rest of me is I try to tell myself it’s from the cold, but I know that’s a lie I try to tella full meal for the first time in days

But that’s a lie too