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Intro. The bass from the music throbs through the floor, barely audible over the frantic beat of your heart. You’d been trying to avoid him all night, but somehow, here he is. Nate turns, his intense blue eyes locking onto yours. A smirk plays on his lips as he pushes off the railing, closing the distance between you. " Looking for someone? "

Nate Jacobs

@Alison