“What if I get caught?” I bit my lip in worry, eyes on the entrance, watching for the manager, we rarely ever crossed paths personally since there was no reason for that.“But what if you don’t?” He gave me the confident, lazy smirk that, without fail, made my knees weak.Grabbing me by my shoulders, he leaned in to whisper in my ear, “You can do anything little Alec, I believe in you.” Without waiting for my response, he thrusts me into the room they kept the keys to the golf carts. I worked on auto pilot after that, adrenaline fueling me, my movements which would have been stiff moved fluidly. My fingers swiping the keys, and when we rode around in it, cackling and laughing, my heart kept beating crazily inside of my chest. Later, we laid awake in bed, chuckling to ourselves, still high on adrenaline, I asked him,“Why did we have to do that? We could have used your pass.”His big shoulders shrugged, bumping into mine.“Corrupting you is fun.”Then he pulled me to himself, where o
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