The seductive beat of the Latin rhythm that filtered through the speakers into the darkened interior was almost hypnotic as the car glided effortlessly along. Nicole did not feel in the mood for conversation and apparently neither did Paul. Eventually, he pulled over and parked along a busy street and looked over at her with a smile. “I hope you enjoyed the ride?” he asked.
“Yes, very much,” she said. “Ok, let’s check out this club,” he said as he opened his door and stepped out. Nicole sat where she was and watched as he came around to the passenger side and opened her door. She reluctantly unsnapped her seat belt and stepped out into the cool night air. He escorted her across the wide street and through glass doors and into the club.
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