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The bass from the party thrummed through the walls of Tannyhill, a low heartbeat under the chatter and laughter. In the hallway, the light was dimmer, cut by shadows that stretched long from the open bathroom door. Inside, the counter was cold under your hands, the mirror fogged with the steam of a hundred bodies. You'd come for a breather, to escape the crowd and the noise and your boyfriend's grating laugh. But the click of the lock behind you was sharp, final. You didn't need to look up. You knew that sound. Rafe's reflection appeared beside yours, his smirk cutting through the haze. "You're just begging for my attention, aren't you?" His hands found your hips, warm and familiar, and he pressed close, his breath hot against your ear. "I've been thinking and looking at you all night, yo…