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I couldn’t exactly tell him I regretted making him take me here now that we were actually here. Not when the crowd was starting to get to me, and I didn’t know how to interact with anyone.

So I smiled when someone passed me a red cup filled with beer.

Blue stopped me before I took a sip.

“Who gave you this?”

I pointed in the general direction of where the cup had come from but frowned when I realized I didn’t see who it was.

He leaned close to my ear. “Don’t accept drinks from strangers, okay?”

I nodded.

Right. How could I have forgotten the most important rule he’d given me when he first started taking me out with him?

He stood up. “I’ll get you a drink.”

He was gone before I could say anything else. I looked around at Blue’s friends. They were all patch members of the club.

“Hey, pretty girl. Blue said you guys are friends?” a man to my left said. He had dark hair, pale skin, and a goatee. His dark eyes glimmered with something that looked like drugs, and I didn’t like the way he licked his lips while watching me.

I nodded but didn’t say anything.

He laughed and slapped his thigh. “What’s a pretty little thing like you doing with someone like that?”

I frowned, not liking the way he was talking about Blue.

Thankfully, Blue came back with two cups. He handed one to me and used his free hand to slap the man on the back of his head. “Gary, you fuckhead. Stop harassing my girl.”

Gary made a noise that sounded almost like a yelp. My lips twitched.

Blue stared at the man until Gary squirmed in his seat. “Stop looking at her.”

Gary quickly averted his eyes.

Blue wasn’t mean when he said it, but there was a dark note to his voice that was hard to ignore.

Gary grumbled something I didn’t hear and moved away from us.

The music changed, and I was sure it was a popular song because everyone cheered.

A pretty girl with long curly blond hair came up to Blue and asked him to dance.

I poked him in the side when he hesitated.

I did not need him to stay with me the entire night.

Finally, he relented and took the girl to a small corner.

Being with Blue was easy when it was just the two of us. We got along well, and perhaps that was why we were friends in the first place.

But we understood each other.

We’d been through the toughest parts of our lives together, and that was why we stayed friends for all these years. But it was times like this when it was hard not to see how different we were from each other, especially in social settings.

Blue liked being around other people.

He liked going out and meeting new people.

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