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man,” she says, rolling her eyes.
“Well, I’m sorry you feel that way, but he’s sweet; there’s nothing wrong with a man who’s determined to be on our list of Most Influential Men one day!” I’m trying to be as serious as possible, without laughing my ass off at her stupid facial expressions. “Okay! I admit he can be boring , but he sure as hell makes up for it in the bedroom,” Winking at Brooklyn, I can’t contain my laughter. Her eyes are about to pop right out of their sockets.
“Oh. My. God! Savannah, believe me; I’ve heard you enough times to know. Please do not remind me ! I’m worried about you. I swear if you were getting mind blowing sex from Jared Leto, then I would be creaming in my panties. But mind blowing sex with Logan Sanders? Yuck! I think I just puked a little in my mouth,” she says, covering her mouth with the back of her hand. Brooklyn Bennett: Always Miss Dramatic.
“I am sorry, but he just rubs me the wrong way,” she continues. “He is such a pompous ass sometimes. I would love to throw one of my high heels at him and ruin his ‘too gorgeous for him’ face. Then it will finally match his personality.” She starts laughing hysterically, “It makes me giddy just thinking about it.”
“Okay, okay…I get it! You hate my boyfriend. But can you please keep your eyes on the road, and try to not kill me before we get to the club?” I ask, rolling my eyes and pointing at the road.
I’m surprised her Jeep is still on the road, from the way she drives; especially in the middle of Los Angeles’ insane traffic, on her way to all her auditions.
When we arrive at the club, it’s already packed, but thankfully we are VIPs, so we sail right past the mile long queue. Rihanna’s Rude Boy is blasting through the speakers, sending jolts of electricity through my body and tingling at my toes. Dancing to heart thumping music is the next best thing to sex.
“I’ve been waiting for this all week,” I scream over to Brooklyn while we wait at the bar for our drinks, swaying to the music.
“Girl, we are going to dance our asses off tonight, let loose and maybe make out with tons of sexy ass men,” she yells back at me, while making kiss lips in my face.
“Maybe you will be kissing a handful or two of guys, but my lips will not be. I will, however, enjoy myself watching you make out with some sexy ass men. I can live vicariously through you.” I wink at her and pull my drink from her hand.
We weren’t even halfway through our drinks before men start flocking to our table, offering to buy us drinks and take us to the dance floor. Brooklyn was eating it up. She thrives on attention, and she’s never disappointed.
I look at the men, and think of Logan. There’s nothing wrong with dancing as long it doesn’t go too far, so I make my way to the dance floor. We dance for hours with a group of guys who are definitely easy on the eyes. Two of them attempted more than once to grab my ass and try to kiss me, but I quickly put a stop to it, and after a few rejections they got the hint.
My feet are aching, so I decide to rest them at the bar, and get a refill on my White Russian. As I reach into my purse, I feel it vibrate and know it has to be Logan calling me, or sending a goodnight text. My heart flutters just thinking about him. When I pull my phone out, two new text messages show on my screen…I’m right.
Logan:
Hey babe just wanted to see if you were having a good time, miss you xoxo
I scroll to the next one and reading it puts the biggest smile on my face.
Logan:
You must be having a blast with Brooklyn; I’ll see you tomorrow for lunch. Miss you so much, wish you were here
I send a quick text back asking if he wants me to leave and head over to spend the night, but he texted me back insisting I stay and have my girl’s night.
After dancing for two more hours, I look over to the bathrooms, and see Brooklyn getting hot and heavy with one of the guys we met earlier.
“Well, I’m sorry you feel that way, but he’s sweet; there’s nothing wrong with a man who’s determined to be on our list of Most Influential Men one day!” I’m trying to be as serious as possible, without laughing my ass off at her stupid facial expressions. “Okay! I admit he can be boring , but he sure as hell makes up for it in the bedroom,” Winking at Brooklyn, I can’t contain my laughter. Her eyes are about to pop right out of their sockets.
“Oh. My. God! Savannah, believe me; I’ve heard you enough times to know. Please do not remind me ! I’m worried about you. I swear if you were getting mind blowing sex from Jared Leto, then I would be creaming in my panties. But mind blowing sex with Logan Sanders? Yuck! I think I just puked a little in my mouth,” she says, covering her mouth with the back of her hand. Brooklyn Bennett: Always Miss Dramatic.
“I am sorry, but he just rubs me the wrong way,” she continues. “He is such a pompous ass sometimes. I would love to throw one of my high heels at him and ruin his ‘too gorgeous for him’ face. Then it will finally match his personality.” She starts laughing hysterically, “It makes me giddy just thinking about it.”
“Okay, okay…I get it! You hate my boyfriend. But can you please keep your eyes on the road, and try to not kill me before we get to the club?” I ask, rolling my eyes and pointing at the road.
I’m surprised her Jeep is still on the road, from the way she drives; especially in the middle of Los Angeles’ insane traffic, on her way to all her auditions.
When we arrive at the club, it’s already packed, but thankfully we are VIPs, so we sail right past the mile long queue. Rihanna’s Rude Boy is blasting through the speakers, sending jolts of electricity through my body and tingling at my toes. Dancing to heart thumping music is the next best thing to sex.
“I’ve been waiting for this all week,” I scream over to Brooklyn while we wait at the bar for our drinks, swaying to the music.
“Girl, we are going to dance our asses off tonight, let loose and maybe make out with tons of sexy ass men,” she yells back at me, while making kiss lips in my face.
“Maybe you will be kissing a handful or two of guys, but my lips will not be. I will, however, enjoy myself watching you make out with some sexy ass men. I can live vicariously through you.” I wink at her and pull my drink from her hand.
We weren’t even halfway through our drinks before men start flocking to our table, offering to buy us drinks and take us to the dance floor. Brooklyn was eating it up. She thrives on attention, and she’s never disappointed.
I look at the men, and think of Logan. There’s nothing wrong with dancing as long it doesn’t go too far, so I make my way to the dance floor. We dance for hours with a group of guys who are definitely easy on the eyes. Two of them attempted more than once to grab my ass and try to kiss me, but I quickly put a stop to it, and after a few rejections they got the hint.
My feet are aching, so I decide to rest them at the bar, and get a refill on my White Russian. As I reach into my purse, I feel it vibrate and know it has to be Logan calling me, or sending a goodnight text. My heart flutters just thinking about him. When I pull my phone out, two new text messages show on my screen…I’m right.
Logan:
Hey babe just wanted to see if you were having a good time, miss you xoxo
I scroll to the next one and reading it puts the biggest smile on my face.
Logan:
You must be having a blast with Brooklyn; I’ll see you tomorrow for lunch. Miss you so much, wish you were here
I send a quick text back asking if he wants me to leave and head over to spend the night, but he texted me back insisting I stay and have my girl’s night.
After dancing for two more hours, I look over to the bathrooms, and see Brooklyn getting hot and heavy with one of the guys we met earlier.
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