one time. I know how you feel about clubs - I won’t ask you again.”
“One time,” I relent and he starts jumping up and down like a little kid.
“Alright, let’s go get you all sexed up.” He takes me by the hand and drags me to my room as I glance back longingly at the television. I guess I will just have to save my date with Jax Teller for another night.
***
Matty pulls the straightener through my hair one last time before unplugging it from the wall. I’m wearing a white jersey halter dress that shows off my olive skin. The bottom is fitted and comes to just above my knees and the draped neckline shows off just the right amount of cleavage. I have paired the dress with my favorite electric blue satin heels and cobalt blue drop earrings. My hair is now falling straight down my back thanks to him and my makeup is a mix of dark, smoky eyes and pale lips.
“Crazy sexy.” He comes to stand behind me as a turn from side to side in the mirror.
“You too, handsome,” I say as I survey his fitted black pants and shiny dark gray button down with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He’s forgone the glasses for the night and his hair is a little tamer than usual and if I didn’t know better I’d think looking in the mirror at us that we were a couple.
Even though it’s an extra expense we can’t really afford we call a cab so neither of us have to be the designated driver. If I’m going to be subjected to a sweaty and overcrowded nightclub then drinks are a must-have. The cab drops us off in front of Terminal and Matty walks right up to the bouncer and tells him that we are on the guest list. I give him a questioning look and he shrugs.
“Leigh made arrangements,” he dips his head to whisper in my ear as the bald-headed bouncer unclips the red rope.
I can’t deny that Terminal is a beautiful nightclub with its sleek wood floors and copper tiled ceiling. VIP booths surround the rectangle space and big vintage chandeliers hang level to the second floor balcony that wraps the length of the room. One wall is all exposed brick and the already crowded bar is in front of it. There’s no way any of us can afford bottle service so I don’t even bother searching the booths for Leigh, figuring she’s probably waiting in line for a drink. And just as I’d guessed I find her perched on a stool at the bar talking to a young guy in a business suit. I wave to her as Matty and I elbow our way through the thick crowd. When we reach her the guy in the suit gives me a once over and grins, then his eyes travel to Matty and he gives him a dismissive look.
“I’m here with a few of my colleagues from the firm. Why don’t you ladies join us at our booth?” he suggests, flashing us his ultra-white veneers and Leigh giggles.
“Hello? I’m standing right here,” Matty says.
“Sorry dude - no dudes,” the guy answers and I snort.
“Then no us,” I shrug and Leigh gives me a pouty face.
“Go if you want to,” I say, “but I’m staying right here.”
“Matty?” She whines and he throws up his hands.
“Keep me out of it. If Carm wants to stay with me then I’m not going to tell her no.” He leans down to kiss my cheek. “I’ll go and get us a drink. Beer for you?” he asks and I tilt my head thoughtfully.
“I’m feeling naughty. Double vodka soda with lime.”
“That’s a girl.” He winks before disappearing into the crowd.
“So you’re sure you don’t mind if I head to their table for a drink?” Leigh shouts to me over the thumping bass and I notice that her eyes look a little glassy.
“I’m sure. Knock yourself out.” I cross my arms over my chest as I survey the room. I’m relieved that my hands are free and I have no purse tonight - one of the perks of having a guy best friend with pockets.
“If you change your mind sweetie we’re sitting over there,” the suit guy gestures and I follow his arm to the booth across the room that he’s pointing at. “I really hope you
“One time,” I relent and he starts jumping up and down like a little kid.
“Alright, let’s go get you all sexed up.” He takes me by the hand and drags me to my room as I glance back longingly at the television. I guess I will just have to save my date with Jax Teller for another night.
***
Matty pulls the straightener through my hair one last time before unplugging it from the wall. I’m wearing a white jersey halter dress that shows off my olive skin. The bottom is fitted and comes to just above my knees and the draped neckline shows off just the right amount of cleavage. I have paired the dress with my favorite electric blue satin heels and cobalt blue drop earrings. My hair is now falling straight down my back thanks to him and my makeup is a mix of dark, smoky eyes and pale lips.
“Crazy sexy.” He comes to stand behind me as a turn from side to side in the mirror.
“You too, handsome,” I say as I survey his fitted black pants and shiny dark gray button down with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He’s forgone the glasses for the night and his hair is a little tamer than usual and if I didn’t know better I’d think looking in the mirror at us that we were a couple.
Even though it’s an extra expense we can’t really afford we call a cab so neither of us have to be the designated driver. If I’m going to be subjected to a sweaty and overcrowded nightclub then drinks are a must-have. The cab drops us off in front of Terminal and Matty walks right up to the bouncer and tells him that we are on the guest list. I give him a questioning look and he shrugs.
“Leigh made arrangements,” he dips his head to whisper in my ear as the bald-headed bouncer unclips the red rope.
I can’t deny that Terminal is a beautiful nightclub with its sleek wood floors and copper tiled ceiling. VIP booths surround the rectangle space and big vintage chandeliers hang level to the second floor balcony that wraps the length of the room. One wall is all exposed brick and the already crowded bar is in front of it. There’s no way any of us can afford bottle service so I don’t even bother searching the booths for Leigh, figuring she’s probably waiting in line for a drink. And just as I’d guessed I find her perched on a stool at the bar talking to a young guy in a business suit. I wave to her as Matty and I elbow our way through the thick crowd. When we reach her the guy in the suit gives me a once over and grins, then his eyes travel to Matty and he gives him a dismissive look.
“I’m here with a few of my colleagues from the firm. Why don’t you ladies join us at our booth?” he suggests, flashing us his ultra-white veneers and Leigh giggles.
“Hello? I’m standing right here,” Matty says.
“Sorry dude - no dudes,” the guy answers and I snort.
“Then no us,” I shrug and Leigh gives me a pouty face.
“Go if you want to,” I say, “but I’m staying right here.”
“Matty?” She whines and he throws up his hands.
“Keep me out of it. If Carm wants to stay with me then I’m not going to tell her no.” He leans down to kiss my cheek. “I’ll go and get us a drink. Beer for you?” he asks and I tilt my head thoughtfully.
“I’m feeling naughty. Double vodka soda with lime.”
“That’s a girl.” He winks before disappearing into the crowd.
“So you’re sure you don’t mind if I head to their table for a drink?” Leigh shouts to me over the thumping bass and I notice that her eyes look a little glassy.
“I’m sure. Knock yourself out.” I cross my arms over my chest as I survey the room. I’m relieved that my hands are free and I have no purse tonight - one of the perks of having a guy best friend with pockets.
“If you change your mind sweetie we’re sitting over there,” the suit guy gestures and I follow his arm to the booth across the room that he’s pointing at. “I really hope you
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