Charmaine POV
We exited the club and made our way through the crowds. It was exhilarating, especially because Dante was great. I didn't miss the fact that twice he has called me ´darling´ and somehow I loved it, especially because it didn't sound condescending. It sounded intimate, to say the least, it held something special, a promise.
We walked together, somehow in comfortable silence, until I stopped… my eyes almost popped out of my sockets. Dante followed my trail of sight and he chuckled.
"That is a gay bar, darling…" he informed me, and whatever that word meant didn't ring a bell…
"I have no idea what you mean…" I looked at him, trying not to gawk at the two guys kissing passionately in the background.
"Gay means people with same-s*x preferences… a guy loving a guy, or two
