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“This is where Sam is,” Alex answers my question.
“So why arewehere, then?” I ask, looking back out the window to the bright neon sign that readsPulsations.“Are we picking her up?”
“No, we’re going in?”
“In there?” I ask, gesturing to the dance club.
“Relax, little brother. Hot girls dancing on tables and stiff drinks. What more could you ask for?”
“My fucking bed for starters.”
“You know, you used to be a lot more fun.” He crinkles his forehead.
“And you used to be less of a dick,” I point out.
“I may be a dick, brother, but at least I know how to enjoy myself from time to time. Trust me, when you get married and have a raging two-year-old running your household, you’ll live for nights like this.”
I resist the urge to remind him that I’ve already been married, and instead push open the door and quickly climb out.
Andrew’s party started with about twenty people and has since dwindled to half that. If I had known this is where we were heading, I would have dipped out early, especially after Nick bailed, leaving me to fend for myself.
“Come on,” Alex says from behind me. I turn just in time to see him hoist Andrew from the back of the vehicle.
“You sure it’s a good idea to take him in there?” I ask.
“He’ll be fine. He just needs a water and some time to sober up a little.”
“What he needs is two Tylenol and a pillow.” I snort.
“Where’s my girl?” Andrew slurs, completely oblivious to the conversation taking place right in front of him.
“Hey, Aaron,” Alex calls, waiting until our other brother steps up next to us. “Here.” He playfully shoves Andrew in his direction. Aaron barely catches him before he would have likely hit the ground.
“Seriously, asshole?” Aaron grinds out, helping Andrew stand upright.
“What? I’ve been on babysitting duty all night. It’s your job now.” He gives Aaron a knowing smirk and then takes off toward the front entrance of the club.
“Let’s just stick his ass back in the car and take him home,” I suggest.
“I’m not going home.” Andrew chooses this moment to actually listen. Shaking off Aaron’s grasp, he follows Alex inside, impressively able to walk a semi-straight line as he does.
“Last stop. Might as well make the best of it.” Aaron shrugs.
“Fuck me,” I mutter under my breath before following my three brothers into the club.
Loud, pulsating music instantly surrounds me the moment I step inside. I squint, having trouble seeing through the dark room lit only by rotating colored lights that dance across the floor.
The place is packed. The dance floor is crammed with people. The bar is surrounded and the two stages on either side of the room are both overflowing with drunk girls trying to show off their dance moves.
Andrew and a few others make their way onto the dance floor, no doubt in search of Sam, while I veer straight toward the bar.
The music is so loud I have to scream my drink order at the bartender and that’s after waiting nearly fifteen minutes just to reach the bar. I order a double, knowing there’s no way I’m going to wait in that line again anytime soon.
Throwing a twenty on the bar, I snag my drink and turn, running straight into a girl standing entirely too close behind me. Some of the amber liquid in my glass sloshes out, dripping over my hand, down the front of my shirt, and onto the floor.
“Oh shoot, I’m so sorry,” she says seconds before my fiery gaze shoots up from the floor and lands on a petite blonde with big blue eyes and full lips painted bright red.
“Ever hear of personal space?” I lash out, ignoring how attractive she is. My eyes rack down the length of her. Ample chest, small waist, curvy hips. All accented by a little black number.
