By the end of the night, someone’s going to cry or fight, and Nate Jacobs is going to pretend it wasn’t his fault. But right now? He’s just walking into a strip club like it’s any other Friday night. And you’re just another girl on stage—until he looks at you. And suddenly… you’re not.
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