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The bar top and floors are framed from dark wood, which gives off heavy country vibes with a modern twist filled with young hipster adults looking for a good time.
It’s also where a lot of Kensington students hang out. The beer is extremely cheap and chances of you getting laid for the night are good.
Tonight I’m dressed in a light wash, denim high-waisted shorts and a cropped t-shirt in white, with a dark yellow sun in the middle of my chest and two colourful hippie girls on either side of my boobs, reaching for the sun.
And I’m alone because Lex bailed out on me for another random date again.
“Hey, Parker!”
I arch my neck to find the voice that’s calling out my name and see Blake manoeuvring his way through the crowd before he reaches me.
I almost choke on the vodka-coke mix in my mouth, because, hot damn— as Shakespeare would say if he was a 21st-century girl. Blake is shirtless, with just a pair of black leather pants on that ride dangerously low on his narrow waist and black combat boots.
His dark hair is tousled and a thin line of black Kohl lines his eyes, bringing out the gunmetal blue colour. He gives me Måneskin vibes.
My eyes can’t help but rove over the toned muscles across his abdomen and broad chest. I inwardly gulp. If I knew I was going to be seeing this kind of content before, I would have been attending all their gigs.
And now I am definitely sounding like Lex. What the hell is wrong with me?Focus!I scold myself. She is the cheater, not me. Am I cheating on Hudson?Not really,my inner voice whispered.You’re not even dating, to be honest. And didn’t he just dismiss you like a piece of trash last week?
Makes sense,I noted.Listen to my brain more and ignore the heart.
“You made it,” Blake says, slipping his arm around my waist casually.
“Well, technically if anything happens to me and my life is in danger after this, you’re going to be blamed,” I say.
“And you’re dramatic,” he whispers as he leans into me. “We’ll be starting in a minute or so and then I’ll be back.”
“Okay, cool.”
He winks at me, before disappearing once again. Black and white strobe lights flash as three guys—one of them being Blake—get up on the stage.
“Wanna take a walk on the wild side?” Blake asks into the mic.
I watch as the girls gather around the stage, screaming and reaching out for the guys. Blake steps back and runs his fingers against the strings of his black electric guitar.
People begin to dance, brushing their bodies against others, as the band sings about sex and wild nights. Blake’s voice is husky as he brings his mouth against the mic.
His words, “I wanna fuck you hard,” send a shiver through me as I dance along to the tempo of the song.
Before the song ends and the fans are still raving like crazy, Blake hands the guitar to one of the other band members, before jumping off the stage.
He pushes the crowds and the guys on the stage continue with their guitar and drum solo.
I hold my breath as Blake reaches me and runs a hair through his damp hair, pushing it back away from his flushed face.
“Did you survive while I was gone?” he shouts over the music.
“I guess I did,” I shout back.
“Do you want a drink?” Blake asks, leaning closer, his full lips are dangerously close to mine.
“I don’t know,” I tell him. “I really shouldn’t.”
“Just one and I’ll take you home after.”
“Okay,” I agree.
Blake smiles, before turning around and disappearing once again into the thick sea of crowd. Another band comes onto the stage and Blake returns with two shot glasses with a vivid green liquid inside of them.
