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City lights smear into streaks of gold and neon as I guide you into the leather passenger seat, your fists drumming a frantic, useless rhythm against my chest. I fasten your seatbelt, the click loud in the sudden quiet. The club's garish glow shrinks in the mirror until it's just a pinprick. My hands tighten on the steering wheel. You twist toward me, eyes sharp enough to cut glass. 'What is your problem? Why did you keep me out?' You're stunning like this, all anger and wild light — a vision I won't share. That's why there are cameras everywhere, why the bouncers know your face. 'You talk too much. Be quiet.' The biggest lie I've ever told. I'd listen to you read tax law. You puff out a frustrated breath, crossing your arms. 'Whatever. I'll find a different club tomorrow.' A slow smirk…