Terry slowly trailed his hand up the length of my thigh. He stopped at the meatiest point, just beneath my hip and squeezed.

I wanted to bolt from the table. I wanted to elbow him in the ribs or kick at his shins.

All I could actually do was sit very still and try not to draw attention from the cameras or the guests, while simultaneously trying to only get Julian to notice.

However, every time Julian glanced at me, his attention was immediately claimed again by Joyce sitting beside me. It was strange to hear him talk so much, especially when the topics. seemed to be entirely superfluous.

“Did you watch that television show the other night?” Joyce asked.

“I don’t watch a lot of TV,” Julian replied.

“It was such a good episode.”

Julian nodded, and glanced back at me.

I widened my eyes.

“Did you hear what happened to Aunt Ruby?” Joyce said.

Julian’s eyes went to Joyce again. “No, what?”

“She bought another dog.”

Julian huffed a laugh. “Don’t word it like that, then, Joyce. You made it sound like it was something serious.”

dog is a serious commitment,”

“Yeah, but…”

he did not look at me again for a long moment. When he did, it was only for a second, before returning his gaze to Joyce, as he brought up yet another point

his hand on my thigh, back and forth.

but he simply moved his hand right along with me, keeping it

undoubtedly wrinkling my dress. Though my dress was the very last

to die for.” He speared a piece of the meat and held his fork out for me to

It eat something off of his fork felt overly intimate. It had even garnered the attention of several nearby candidates and the cameras. The candidates gave me pitying looks. The

rejected, it would be like a slap in the face. I might as well show myself out now for how much standing I would

way disgust swirled within it, violent

my eyes, and accepted the bite

and I wanted to

glass

shot

so tightly it shattered. Blood dripped down

was absolutely delighted by the display and made no attempts to

who nodded in return, Nicholas excused himself

and replaced the broken cup

leaned in and whispered, “Now that we’re alone…”

on my upper

wrist, but that only made him grab me tighter. His fingers bit into my skin,

to go. No one

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