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The club's as neon-bright as always, filled with pretty boys, moving bodies, thumping music. The doorway brings them through the back and Alex gives the hulking man at the door a grin. And a shimmy of his backside, with a backward glance.
"Go on, beautiful," the man laughs, shooing them into the club.
"Nobody knows you here," he tells Liam, tugging him out onto the dance floor by one wrist.
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"Go on, beautiful," the man laughs, shooing them into the club.
"Nobody knows you here," he tells Liam, tugging him out onto the dance floor by one wrist.
From here