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Her eyes widened at the thought of them.
What would they say?
She wouldn’t tell them. How could she? That
was the last thing she needed. Hearing them go on and on about her
having sex with a stripper wasn't on her list of fun things to do,
especially seeing how said stripper didn't even know her name.
She sighed as she thought about it. "Great,
I'm just another notch in his belt now," she said softly to no one
and rolled her eyes. "You really are a slut."
For the first time in her life, she'd acted
on impulse. Sex with a total stranger, in a dingy back room, wasn't
anything she thought would ever happen to her. Let alone have
unprotected sex. "Oh my god. You're an idiot, Paige. One pretty man
and you completely loose your mind."
The possible consequences of what she'd done
made her slightly ill. She sighed heavily before closing her eyes
and groaning at her stupidity.
Hearing a voice in the hall, her eyes opened
before she hastily reached down and grabbed her dress. She quickly
slipped it back on and fumbled with the clasp, trying to get it
hooked before Simon came back.
She had to get out of there. Fast.
As the voices seemed to disappear in the
hall she decided to save herself another embarrassing moment with
him and reached for the door. She unlocked it and poked her head
out, looking both ways.
When she saw the coast was clear, she darted
out of the room, shutting the door behind her before practically
running back down the hall towards the main room.
* * * *
Chapter 7
"There she is!" Megan nearly screamed.
"It's about damned time!" Kim yelled when
Paige reached their table. "We were about to send someone after
you. Where the hell have you been?"
Paige glanced at them, averting her eyes
quickly before saying, "Let's go." She grabbed her purse, hooking
the strap on her arm without looking at any of them.
She wasn't about to spend another second in
this place and give Simon time to come looking for her. Of course,
nothing really told her that he would, but she wasn't taking any
chances. She decided on the quick walk back to her friends that the
best course of action was to leave the scene of the crime.
She gave one last look at the stage before
walking away. She didn't wait to see if her friend's were following
her.
"Go? Are you insane?" Amy yelled.
"No, I'm ready to go," Paige yelled over her
shoulder before she headed for the exit.
"Okay, what the hell is up with her?"
Heather asked as they exited the club.
"Not sure," Megan said.
Paige heard their mumbled questions. When
they exited the club and made their way across the parking lot she
could hear the confusion in their voices over what was going on,
but didn't care. She fumbled with her keys, dropping them twice
before she finally found the right one and started to unlock the
car door.
Her hands were trembling and she was sure
someone would notice soon enough. She bit her tongue to keep from
blabbing to everyone what she had done.
Her alcohol buzz was completely gone and
even though Courtney was designated driver, she knew giving the
keys to one of the others would result in a little trip back inside
the club.
"Not so fast!" Kim yelled, jerking the keys
away from Paige. "What the hell is wrong with you?"
"Nothing," Paige said, "Now give me the
keys."
"Nuh-uh, not until you tell us why we had to
leave the most gorgeous and bare-ass naked men I've seen in ages
behind and it better be good."
"I just… I don't feel good," Paige lied,
trying to grab the keys.
Kim looked at Paige, her eyes traveling over
her from head to toe before she smiled slightly. "Where have you
been?"
"What do you mean? I went to the
bathroom."
"You were in the bathroom for the last
thirty minutes?" Kim asked, grinning.
"Yes!" Paige said, loudly. "I told you—"
"Yeah, yeah… you didn't feel good," Kim
said, smiling.
Paige sighed heavily, watching Kim smile
back at her before she finally handed over the keys. She didn't
trust the look on her
What would they say?
She wouldn’t tell them. How could she? That
was the last thing she needed. Hearing them go on and on about her
having sex with a stripper wasn't on her list of fun things to do,
especially seeing how said stripper didn't even know her name.
She sighed as she thought about it. "Great,
I'm just another notch in his belt now," she said softly to no one
and rolled her eyes. "You really are a slut."
For the first time in her life, she'd acted
on impulse. Sex with a total stranger, in a dingy back room, wasn't
anything she thought would ever happen to her. Let alone have
unprotected sex. "Oh my god. You're an idiot, Paige. One pretty man
and you completely loose your mind."
The possible consequences of what she'd done
made her slightly ill. She sighed heavily before closing her eyes
and groaning at her stupidity.
Hearing a voice in the hall, her eyes opened
before she hastily reached down and grabbed her dress. She quickly
slipped it back on and fumbled with the clasp, trying to get it
hooked before Simon came back.
She had to get out of there. Fast.
As the voices seemed to disappear in the
hall she decided to save herself another embarrassing moment with
him and reached for the door. She unlocked it and poked her head
out, looking both ways.
When she saw the coast was clear, she darted
out of the room, shutting the door behind her before practically
running back down the hall towards the main room.
* * * *
Chapter 7
"There she is!" Megan nearly screamed.
"It's about damned time!" Kim yelled when
Paige reached their table. "We were about to send someone after
you. Where the hell have you been?"
Paige glanced at them, averting her eyes
quickly before saying, "Let's go." She grabbed her purse, hooking
the strap on her arm without looking at any of them.
She wasn't about to spend another second in
this place and give Simon time to come looking for her. Of course,
nothing really told her that he would, but she wasn't taking any
chances. She decided on the quick walk back to her friends that the
best course of action was to leave the scene of the crime.
She gave one last look at the stage before
walking away. She didn't wait to see if her friend's were following
her.
"Go? Are you insane?" Amy yelled.
"No, I'm ready to go," Paige yelled over her
shoulder before she headed for the exit.
"Okay, what the hell is up with her?"
Heather asked as they exited the club.
"Not sure," Megan said.
Paige heard their mumbled questions. When
they exited the club and made their way across the parking lot she
could hear the confusion in their voices over what was going on,
but didn't care. She fumbled with her keys, dropping them twice
before she finally found the right one and started to unlock the
car door.
Her hands were trembling and she was sure
someone would notice soon enough. She bit her tongue to keep from
blabbing to everyone what she had done.
Her alcohol buzz was completely gone and
even though Courtney was designated driver, she knew giving the
keys to one of the others would result in a little trip back inside
the club.
"Not so fast!" Kim yelled, jerking the keys
away from Paige. "What the hell is wrong with you?"
"Nothing," Paige said, "Now give me the
keys."
"Nuh-uh, not until you tell us why we had to
leave the most gorgeous and bare-ass naked men I've seen in ages
behind and it better be good."
"I just… I don't feel good," Paige lied,
trying to grab the keys.
Kim looked at Paige, her eyes traveling over
her from head to toe before she smiled slightly. "Where have you
been?"
"What do you mean? I went to the
bathroom."
"You were in the bathroom for the last
thirty minutes?" Kim asked, grinning.
"Yes!" Paige said, loudly. "I told you—"
"Yeah, yeah… you didn't feel good," Kim
said, smiling.
Paige sighed heavily, watching Kim smile
back at her before she finally handed over the keys. She didn't
trust the look on her
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