Bab 188: Well-Played

After peeing, what seemed like forever, I washed my hands and, when I opened the door, I was startled to see the line of people down the narrow hallway. When I stepped out of the bathroom and tried to make my way through the crowd of people, I felt two hands grab my waist. Instantly, I turned around and it was him, that guy.

  "It's okay, let me take you out of here, my lady," he said.

As we were reaching the end of the hallway, two drunken girls stumbled and pushed us up against the wall.

"Hold on. Let them pass," he whispered in my ear.

I gulped as the ache down below came back and my senses were heightened by his tantalizing scent with an unfamiliar scent to me. Once the girls passed by, he grabbed my waist and led me out of the hallway.

"Don't turn around, but hold out your hand," he instructed.

I did what he asked and I held my hand out in front of me. He put a piece of white paper in it and then he closed my hand.