6 The valet stand at The Social Bar was bathed in warm fairy lights as Halima pulled up, her pulse racing in her chest. Ezzy was already waiting in the illuminated courtyard, looking effortlessly sharp in a tailored dark jacket and a crisp white shirt. The moment her car stopped, he stepped forward, opening her…...
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