Seductive yet not too close. Rolls and thrusts, but no hands. Make sure it looks sexy, not pretty. Touching not feeling. Those were the goals. This was the fantasy. All of it was his mantra. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ It was a rash decision. Harry had no clue why he agreed to go. These places were not his scene. But now, he was here, watching the angel in front of him. Entranced was an understatement. He was fascinated and mesmerized because right now, he couldn't even remember what his issue was with coming, because all he saw was him on stage, the sinner's savior. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ © All Rights are Reserved to it_me_ Do NOT copy this book without permission from the Author.