The Dirty Stuff

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The Dirty Stuff -teaser

Ashton had been gone now for more than fifteen minutes. "I'll be back in fifteen, babe," he had whispered softly in my ear before placing a quick, chaste kiss to my lips and scurring off in the direction of the bar. My impatience and nerves were honestly getting the best of me. I kept scanning the dance floor, checking the time on my dying phone, and biting my nails. Where the hell is he? Fifteen minutes was extreme for ordering drinks. Obvisously he was over exaggerating, at least that's what I assured myself. Maybe he got caught up with someone he knew...

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