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SEVEN: This is like being in a Bond movie, only a porn version, You Only Knot Once.
SWEET VENOM: Is that a real film?
SEVEN: It could be.
SWEET VENOM: Isn’t this more of a romcom? You’ve got Knots…?
SEVEN: LOL, plural?
SWEET VENOM: Where am I going? I just walked into a wall.
SEVEN: Sorry, SV. Can you see a booth that’s shaped like a kiss? Insert joke about tonguing. Then a wink face emoji. It’s in the corner at the back.
I laugh, while blushing.
Hell, Seven can dirty talk in any situation. It’s a talent.
I know the booth that he’s talking about. The kissing booths for lovers are dotted throughout the bar.
I can see the one in the far corner. I’m glad that he’s chosen it because it should be quieter and less overwhelming for me.
SWEET VENOM: Got it. Coming, insert wink face.
I smile, striding purposefully toward the booth.
SEVEN: Just follow the gleam of red hair that matches the color of the lips.
Wait, what…?
I swallow.
I look up from my phone as I reach the booth. I catch the glimpse of the back of a man’s head…and his copper hair.
I know that shade.
I’ve obsessed over it.
No, no, no.
Drawn on, as if mesmerized, I’m unable to stop my feet from carrying me to the booth.
Then I stare down at the man who’s sprawled on the scarlet leather, cradling a glass of whiskey.
An Alpha, who’s as tall and good looking as a model with his long legs stretched out beneath the table, is wearing a dark green suit with iridescent tie and peacock cufflinks. He has sharp cheekbones, a chiseled jawline, and plush lips.
When he turns his cool gaze up, I’m caught in the depth of his aquamarine eyes.
“Tom,” I whisper.
Then I flinch.
My heart sinks.
How can Thomas be my scent match?
How can he be Seven?
The app must have fucked up.
