❝She so tall and gorgeous as hell. She's so bad but she does it so well.❞
When the unexpected happens and Cynthia has drop everything to move across the country to Canada with her newly fledged brother away from her friends, Jason, and the most impo...
He rose an eyebrow and looked out of the VIP section, "Down there? Why don't you get one up here?" he but his hand back on my thigh and squeezed carefully,
I started to become really irritated to I ripped his hand away from my thigh again and pushed him off of me, "because that idiot sucks at mixing drinks, he mainly serves shots for you dickheads. And for the record, the guy down there makes delicious ones!'' I answered with a high pitch tone, sounding just half as irritated as I felt.
Jason sighed loudly but let me go, after he slapped my ass loudly to show, pretty much everyone in the club that i was 'his'. If they only knew, I snorted to myself as I made my way out of the VIP area,
outside of the short stairs stood a guard and in a line behind him stood people who tried to talk themselves in or queued to the area, unnecessarily 'cause if you're not on the list, you won't get in. Some dickheads still tried, but always failed.
I sighed and rolled my eyes when the guard took away the velvet rope and the people in the line started to shout at me to let them in, but i just ignored the and disappeared into the dance floor.
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"A frozen martini please," I said and took a seat by the bar and pulled my left leg over the right, ''Oh, and shaken not stirred,'' I added with a smirk growing on my lips,
the bartender looked at me as he blended the drink, "Why are you walking down the VIP area down here for a drink sweetheart?" he asked me and rose one of his eyebrows at me,
I blinked my eyes innocently and cleared my throat, "because the bartender up there can't mix drinks for shit," I answered still with my smirk playing on my lips.
He smiled and shook his head, "you don't act, or look, like the usual girls that are let in up there so I get the feeling that you are important and if you are important, then why are you alone?" he asked me and started to shake my drink,
I nodded towards at least five different guards over the club, all five nodded shortly, i didn't have to answer him from that act because it was pretty self explanatory.
He grinned and put a v-shaped glass that was coated with salt around the glass and crushed ice on the bottom on the counter in front of me and started to pour the drink in the glass, "what did you say your name was again sweetheart?" he flirted and scooted the glass towards me with a smirk, "oh, and this drink is on the house," he added,
I smiled and took my drink, ''I didn't," I said and turned around and took a jump from my chair and disappeared into the crowd leaving the bartender behind me.
Before i could reach the VIP area again I could feel how someone gripped my arm and turned me around. It was a tall, brown haired boy who looked like the same age as me with clear blue eyes and had a nervous smile on his lips, "you're Cynthia, right?" he asked and tried to over drown the music with his voice, I froze when he said my name,
