Dante didn't respond with words. He just took her hand, leading her away from the strobe lights and toward the bike. The party was for the crowd, but the night? That was going to be handled personally.
She didn't smile, but she stepped closer, the heat between them rivaling the Caribbean humidity. "The song is loud," she whispered over the bass. "But you’re louder." Kalado - Personally [Raw] - April 2014 | @GazaPriiinceEnt
He didn't need a pick-up line. The lyrics provided the blueprint: direct, aggressive, and intimate. Dante didn't respond with words
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