I Don't Want Your Love · John Taylor

"Out of all the pretty birds in this club tonight you chose me to ask? Why's that?"

He shrugs. "I find you intriguing."

"Intriguing? Me? I just work here!"

"You don't seem to be all over me like some of these other girls are. You just don't care."

"Hit the nail on the head. I don't care." I carry more plates to the trolley. He follows me.

"Please, Mari? One drink. One. Anything you want. I won't bother you again."

I look at him again slowly after a moment's hesitation. '....alright. One. That's it."

He smiles. "You have my word."

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A John Taylor fanfiction
Circa 1980-1984