She was stunning- fucking gorgeous, more so than Mirajane, and the only thing Laxus could think about, besides how sinful she looked, was that she had to be here for another man dressed the way she was at a club like this. He found himself praying that he was wrong. He prayed she was there to party with Cana or hell, even with Natsu or Gray. He found himself hoping she was there for him. But a big part of him had its doubts. She had no clue he was even going to be frequenting that particular club that night, so she had to be there for someone else, especially dress so goddamn sexy.
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