I found out I'm handcuffed to my bodyguard with no memory of last night and the key isn't found yet.
I befriended a young club manager name Gregory Simmons and Josie still wouldn't pick up her cell phone.
We are on our way to a strip club called 'FANTASY DREAMS' hoping it'll spark up last night's memories.
Speaking of sparks, me and Nikolai would've kissed if it wasn't for the taxi driver. He was leaning forward too so that must mean he likes me too. Right?
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"The number you have dialed is not available."
Where in the hell is she?
Greg told us we are five minutes away. "God, I hope the key is there."
"I hope so. My wrist is hurting." Nikolai rubs his wrist the wrong way because he was still groaning in pain.
"Here, let me." I use my free hand to soothe his pain by applying pressure points on his wrist. He hums in satisfaction and I couldn't help but blush from his reaction.
"Does this mean you don't hate me anymore?" He asks in a playful way.
"I could never hate you," I muttered softly.
I look at him and he's staring at me like in the taxi. "Then why do you call me 'Vegetable Man' or 'Lap Dog'?"
"I do that just to get a reaction out of you. I love picking on you. It gives me a sense of purpose."
He smiles for the first time. It felt like I was in heaven because I'm staring at the most beautiful smile.
"Thank you." He winks.
Did I just say that out loud?
My cheeks betrayed me and I let go of his wrist and stared at the passing buildings. I can feel his eyes just staring at me.
"We're here!" Greg cheered.
We got out of the car through my side and entered the opened strip club.
When we entered, not a lot of people were present because it was 3:20 PM, but it didn't stop breastless females to dance on poles.
Greg says, "I'm going to ask some of the dancers if they recognize you."
"Are you sure you're not going to ask for a lap dance?"
"Only want you to do it." He teases and left.
Nikolai felt tense when Greg said that and he nods his head in the opposite side of the room. "Let's ask the DJ about last night."
He pushes me to follow him. On our way, some female dancers would walk up to him and ask Nikolai if he wanted a dance. I stood behind with jealously and annoyed.
