I Escaped My Abusive Ex by Jumping Into a Stranger’s Lap—Then He Made Me an Offer
Norah remained perfectly still, perched on the edge of his thighs, her hands awkwardly hovering above his shoulders. The man tilted his head slightly, keeping his gaze fixed on the entrance where Cameron had just disappeared. He took a slow, deliberate sip of his scotch. The ice clinked softly against the crystal. “Relax your shoulders,”…
