The City Was Alive With the Hum of Nightlife, but Amelia Foster Felt Oddly Out of Place. It Was Her First Night Out in Months, and the Crowded Bar Did Nothing to Calm Her Nerves. Her Friends Had Convinced Her to Come Out, and Now She Was Stranded at the Bar While They Danced Their Way Through the Night.

Sipping Her Drink, She Felt Someone Move Closer Beside Her. She Glanced to Her Right and Her Breath Caught in Her Throat. He Was Tall, Broad-shouldered, and Impossibly Handsome—his Dark Hair Tousled in a Way That Seemed Effortlessly Perfect. But It Was His Eyes That Struck Her the Most. Piercing Blue, With a Gaze That Seemed to Strip Her Bare.

"You Look Like You Could Use Some Company," He Said, His Voice Low, Sending a Shiver Down Her Spine.

Amelia Swallowed Hard, Her Heart Racing. "I'm Not Sure That's a Good Idea," She Replied, Her Voice Betraying Her as It Wavered Slightly.

His Lips Curved Into a Slow, Dangerous Smile. "Good Ideas Are Overrated."

Before She Could Think of a Response, He Leaned in Closer, the Scent of His Cologne Intoxicating. "I'm Nicholas," He Whispered, His Voice Like Velvet.

Amelia's Mind Screamed at Her to Be Cautious, but Her Body Had Other Plans. Something About Nicholas Made Her Want to Break All the Rules She'd Set for Herself. She Was Drawn to Him in a Way That Was Undeniable and Overwhelming.

Just One Night, She Told Herself. What Harm Could One Night Do?

Chapter 2 Could Pick Up With the Tension Escalating Between Them as They Navigate the Magnetic Pull They Feel Toward Each Other.

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