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here for a drink.” At her questioning look he smirked and continued. “I told them to meet me at the bar down the street from my office, but they wanted to come here.” He shrugged and pulled her closer again.
    They stayed silent as the song finished, and when he pulled away and opened his mouth to say something she took a step back. “Thanks for the dance.” She turned but his hand lightly grabbing her wrist stopped her. Instantly her heart sped up. She looked over her shoulder at him with what she knew were wide, startled eyes. He must have seen something in her gaze, because he immediately let go and held his hands up.
    “Will you let me buy you a drink?”
    The smile she conjured was forced and she shook her head. She had taken that baby step, felt pretty good about it, too, but now it was time to go back to her friends. He started to say something again but she just kept her smile plastered and lifted her hand to wave good-bye. He had been sweet, but she just wasn’t interested. Kylie still stood by the railing, God bless her heart, and Tristan pointed to the ladies’ room. Kylie nodded in acknowledgment and Tristan made her way toward the back. Thankfully Thad wasn’t persistent.
    When she was finished using the facilities she stared at herself in the mirror. A light sheen of perspiration dotted her forehead and she grabbed some paper towels to blot it. Resting on the counter was an array of perfumes, lotions, mouthwash, and anything else a woman would need to ensure she attracted the opposite sex. The deep breath she inhaled was meant to calm her, but all she felt were nerves. Throwing the paper towel away, she exited the bathroom. The heat from the main floor slammed into her like a wall and she wiped her forehead again. It took her a moment to take that first step toward the packed dance floor. She made her way forward and just as she passed an adjoining hallway a flash of white against the black backdrop caught her attention.
    She stopped midstride and peeked around the corner. The hallway was empty aside from a massive man with coal-black hair disappearing behind a door. It couldn’t be him, could it? It sure as hell looked like Kash, but what in the hell was he doing here, of all places? The smart thing to do would have been to turn around and go back to the bachelorette party, but curiosity had Tristan walking toward that door. She kept telling herself it couldn’t be him, but another part of her swore it was. The door she now stood in front of, the same one the Kash lookalike had gone through, was tattered and scarred steel. She pulled open the heavy metal and stepped through. It was another long hallway, this one several degrees cooler than the one she just left. There were people down this one, couples that were sporadically placed and dry humping the fuck out of each other.
    There were only two doors down this hallway and one of them was an exit. He could have gone through that one, but she had a sneaking suspicion that he had slipped behind the door that housed a mean-looking bouncer in front of it. There was no way she would be able to get by that bouncer. Hell, he looked like he was itching to beat someone’s ass, and she wasn’t going to be that someone. Just as she turned around to go back out the door she came through, a female voice stopped her.
    “You here for the show? Come on, we don’t want to miss it.” Tristan turned around and looked into a pair of big brown eyes. Where the hell had she come from? The woman couldn’t be more than twenty, but she had to be older since she didn’t have the massive X on her hand indicating that she was of non-drinking age. Before she could tell her no, the young woman had her by the hand and was leading her toward the door guarded by the behemoth.
    “I’m glad I don’t have to go in there alone. I always feel like they are watching me.” The girl smiled brightly. Tristan could practically feel her excitement, yet she couldn’t bring herself