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Tony and Carl move toward where I’m pointing, near the bar, trying to reach the other half of our group —the pretty half— currently trying to get rid of some handsy, totally sauced assholes gathering around them.
I clench my jaw so much it hurts. I’ve got to get to them now.
If one of those dicks does more than look at my baby sister or even tries to breathe the same air as the woman I love, I’ll probably end up in jail tonight, and my lawyer won’t be able to bail me out because he would be behind bars alongside me if the murderous look on his face is anything to go by.
Damn!
Why the fuck do I have to be this huge?
My frame, which could definitely come in handy if I were to punch those fuckwits in the face, is the very thing that is hindering my progress right now.
And to think the night was going so well till we got separated in this stupid club!
Damn Tony and his half-assed idea of finishing the night by clubbing and getting drunk!
It was decided by the lucky couple weeks ago that the engagement party would be everything that was proper and elegant, the perfect high society bash, a soiree ritzy enough to keep even the stricter of the Board’s directors quiet and happy, but that celebration was meant to go on only until midnight.
After the conclusion of the reception, held at my family’s estate, the six of us would sneak away to really party in a sort of coed bachelor/bachelorette shindig.
I had offered my jet and the possibility to travel to wherever they wanted for a couple of days, but Tony had deemed this proposaltoo grown-up and boringunless we went to Vegas —and I won't ever be caught dead in one of those garish casinos. Carl and the girls had wanted something simple and easy, something that would not require us to leave Boston at all and could be pulled off with zero preparation.
That was when Tony had proposed to simply go clubbing and get hammered like we would if we were a bunch of rowdy freshmen. I, of course, had nixed the idea, so Lynn had approved it just to spite me, I presume.
In the end, Jane and Carl had loved the plan, and so majority or not, we had —more or less enthusiastically— all agreed to do it.
So now we are meant to party and get drunk until we forget our names all night long so that the happy couple can spend all of tomorrow fighting a humongous hangover and not enjoying the romantic stay at the spa Sookie and I have surprised them with.
Oh, Joy!
And here we are —two hours and four noisy, crowded clubs later— trying to gather again to get to the limo waiting outside for us, ready to take us to the next destination.
Some godforsaken dingy place in the worst part of the worst neighborhood of the entire city that I think my feisty Lynn picked out just to torture me.
I squint at the stroboscopic lights in time to catch Lynn throwing a drink at one of those jerks, and then I feel hands reaching around my hips, and I look behind to see who's pulling me back.
Not again!
Some drunk chick dressed to hunt is pulling me toward her. I scowl at the girl, pealing her off of me in annoyance, and keep squeezing my way into the pulsing crowd.
This is why I hate clubbing and why only the engagement of one of my best friends could have convinced me to come along. That and the presence of Lynn, of course.
I could never bring myself to willingly pull myself away from an opportunity to be around her, especially tonight.
Our little truce is still on for the moment, and I intend to reap the benefits of it as much as I can before she starts again on me with her pointed barbs and scathing glares. Maybe I can even convince her she doesn't need to loathe me all the time.
I finally reach my friends, but I’m not alone: there’s something weighting me down
—some brash, loud, giggling creature dressed in hot pink spandex that apparently thinks attaching herself to someone and grinding against them without even a by-your-leave is perfectly acceptable.
At least Tony has reached the girls in the meantime and has already sent those idiots packing.
I don’t have time to sigh in relief, though, because I realize Lynn is no longer standing near my sister.
Fuck!
Where is she?
How am I going to find her in this crowd… shit, what—
