Date: 2010-01-21 07:48 am (UTC)
He ignored the flutter of his pulse as she took his hand with her own small one. He left his glass behind. It was empty now anyways.

He followed her to one of the private rooms, telling himself that it didn't mean anything. It didn't matter that he came back after yesterday. It was just a physical attraction, and that was okay as long as he kept it in check. She was just doing her job and he was just a customer. That was all.
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