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"Try not to choke too often."
Dana's dirty mind flashed to a memory of her kneeling and choking between Grand's legs while his hand was holding her head at the back.
Dana's face warmed at the memory of those nights. She was still deep in her thoughts when Grand took her glass and put it on the waiter's tray that passed by them.
She looked at him with questions in her eyes. She hasn't finished her drink yet. He didn't say anything and just pulled her to his arms. She flinched, stunned by the electric current that ran through her spine when Grand put his palm at the small of her back.
Before she could verbalize her question, Grand swayed them in the music that was blasting on the speaker.
He was staring at her face with a small soft smile playing on his lips. Staring back at him, Dana felt like crying.
