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Laurel wrapped her arm around Charlie’s waist, chin naturally placed on her shoulder, lips grazing the shell of her ear. “You look so fuckin’ hot tonight,” she purred, nearly getting drowned out by the cover band on the stage. She and the blonde weren’t exactly dating, but in layman’s terms if they were out together on a Saturday night it was a date. “Please don’t tell me you’re going home with someone else tonight.”