"I said, beer and cocktail for the lady, please," he whispered with seduction overflowing from his sexy, husky voice. I could feel the warmth of his breath on my neck, his lips dangerously close to my ear.It's infuriating. I wanted to push back, but I couldn't because I knew he was doing this on purpose.First, so I could hear him.And second, if I pushed him away and defended myself, saying he was harassing me, I would never win. He might even turn the story around, and I'd end up being the one in trouble.I cleared my throat. "Okay, Sir," I didn't whisper, making sure he heard me loud and clear.He just gave me his amused smile before releasing my waist.I quickly turned away and focused on where I was going. I didn't even look back, but before I could get out of their hearing distance, I heard his friends' comments. They had no shame, their voices loud as if they were making a point."That's what they call, the legend of the fucking dickhead.""Are you erect or some-fuck-thing?"I
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