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"Eugene, I'm telling you one more time. I don't need you here. Just go home," Lydia's tone grew more impatient.

She had come out late to have a drink, clear her mind, and ease her frustrations, not to have Eugene hovering around, nagging her endlessly.

Eugene, however, didn't budge. Instead, he sat down beside her and opened a bottle of beer for himself.

"If you want to drink, then I'll drink with you. Whenever you've had enough and want to go home, I'll take you."

Lydia found herself at a loss for words. Suddenly, she no longer felt like drinking. She placed the bottle aside and looked at the men and women swaying wildly in the dance floor under the neon lights.

How she wished Quincy was the one beside her right now.

"Lydia, how about we head over and dance for a bit?" Eugene offered.

shadow that refused to disappear. Or maybe it was just fate. No matter how they tried to

connection. He wanted Quincy to see them, dancing close, their bodies brushing up

shook her head. "You go ahead. I just want

here. I only want to dance with you. I'm not even interested in looking at anyone else."

testing the waters,

as their fingertips were about to

thought she was angry and was about to

shook her head. "I'm just going to get some juice. I'll be right back. No need to follow me, just wait

jewelry he had

bar. As she moved, a man sidled up

one to tolerate

with all her might, grinding the heel in for good measure. Her