The Wedding Intruder

Sharon had never felt so out of place before. She was at her cousin's wedding, surrounded by her conservative family, all of them dressed in their Sunday best. But Sharon had always been different. She had never quite fit the mold, and she could always feel her family's disapproving stares following her around the reception hall.

As she made her way to the bar, she noticed someone staring at her with an intensity that was almost unnerving. The man was a complete stranger to her, and he looked like he didn't belong at the wedding either. He was tall and muscular, with dark hair and a three-day beard. But it was the way he was looking at her that really caught her attention.

"Hey, beautiful," he said as she got closer. "You look like you're ready for some fun."

Sharon rolled her eyes. "I'm not in the mood for cheesy pick-up lines," she replied, trying to walk away.

But the stranger wasn't having it. He grabbed her arm and pulled her back towards him. "Come on, baby. Let's get out of here. I'll make it worth your while."

Sharon laughed. "I don't even know your name," she said, trying to sound flippant.

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