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Checking I had my new keys and phone, I double-locked the door. We made our way to Level, catching the bus into the city, then making the rest of the way on foot, me telling Ziggy the little I knew of Kwan. A long line snaked around the club, and I was about to join the end when Ziggy pulled me to the front of the queue, shushing the people that complained.
“Hi, we’re on the list. Beau plus one,” he said with conviction. “Kwanchai should have put us on there.”
The bouncer checked the clipboard he held, running his finger down the list before nodding.
He undid the velvet rope, letting us through and into the club.
It pulsed with a strong beat, white strobe lighting blinding me for a moment. I looked around, noting the classy furnishings, comparing them to Whispers. The decor was amazing, smoked mirrors and deep purple seating. I imagined, not for the first time, what it’d be like to work at a place like this instead of the dirty hell hole that was Bernie’s club.
We grabbed drinks and managed to snag a spot right next to the stage—a real stage this time, not an area cleared on the dance floor—and waited for the show to start.
After fifteen minutes of crowd watching and chatting with Ziggy, the lights dimmed and confident Kings took to the stage.
Fuuucck. I was drawn to him in an instant. He was even more gorgeous than I remembered. A dig to the ribs from Ziggy had me closing my mouth, and as the music started, I was once again lost in him, as hypnotised as the first time I saw him.
“Blue hair guy, am I right?” Ziggy’s voice in my ear broke me from my revelry, and I turned towards him, my face inches from him.
“Yeah. His name is Kwan, and I think I’m in love.” We both laughed, and I felt great. After this morning and the hassle I’d had to deal with Megan, tonight was my night to do something for me. I hoped I would be doing Kwan, but who knew.
I looked back at the stage, moving to the music, enjoying the songs this time, and finally, he looked my way. Recognition reflected in his eyes, but instead of the beaming smile I was expecting, I saw nothing as he turned away.
I stood watching the rest of the set, anger and nausea roiling in my stomach as he refused to even look my way. Why invite me here, then fucking ignore me, as if I didn’t exist?
Maybe I just wasn’t meant to have anything for myself.
“Let’s go. I’m done with this. They were shit anyway,” I said to Ziggy, striding towards the bar as he followed closely behind.
“Two shots, please, and keep them coming until I can’t ask for any more.”
