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Not to mention that she and I both knew that I’d topple over in these heels if I tried to resist too much.
There were plenty of grumbles as we began to pass people up. One guy even yelled, “Hey, no cutting!”
Their collective annoyance made me blush bright red, but Liza either didn’t notice or didn’t care. Judging from the easy smile on her face as she tossed her hair, she wasn’t bothered at all.
That didn’t surprise me, though. That was Liza.
She was adventurous, blunt, and didn’t give a single shit about anyone else’s opinion of her.
I, on the other hand, was the exact opposite. I loved her, but I wanted to hide in a hole when she got like this.
We reached the front of the line, and Liza worked her magic. She had a way with men and as soon as she nibbled at her lip and smiled at the bouncer, I knew he was wrapped around her finger.
He grinned back at her. “Name?” he asked.
“Liza and Harlow,” she said in a tone that could only be described as flirty.
He jotted our names down and then unhooked the red velvet rope that was chained between two metal poles at the front of the line.
“Go on in, ladies,” he said. “Have fun.”
“Oh, we plan on it,” Liza replied, tossing him a wink as we walked inside.
I could only marvel at her nerve. I was secretly praying we’d get sent to the back of the line, but I should have known that Liza wouldn’t let things like lines or rules or dirty looks from other people slow her down.
Once we were actually inside, I wasn’t sure if I felt better or worse about the whole situation.
In some ways, it was like being in any other club—pulsing music and flashing neon lights that didn’t do much to illuminate the dark corners of the room. But even though it wasn’t as intimidating—or as sexy—as what I had imagined, there was still a certain vibe that made it unlike any other place I’d been before.
The music was a little too loud.
The corners a little too dark.
The large dance floor—complete with a shimmering disco ball—was mostly empty. Instead, there were shadowy forms draped across the black leather couches that lined the room.
I tilted my head upward to find a balcony and could vaguely see images of half-naked people making out against the walls and lounging on more dark couches, their bodies entangled in one another.
“So, what do you think?” Eliza had to practically shout to be heard.
“I think it’s time for me to go home to my computer,” I yelled back.
“Hell no! Come on, let’s go see what’s going on upstairs!” She grabbed my arm and began to drag me forward again.
My heart pounded at the thought of going up there, where people might actually be having sex right in front of me. My anxiety kept me from moving, and just as I expected the first time Liza tried to drag me somewhere tonight, I stumbled a bit in my heels. But I didn’t fall completely, thank God.
“Maybe we could start with something a little more, um… t-tame?” I fumbled over the words as I tried to keep my balance. “Can we just… go sit at the bar area or something?”
Liza rolled her eyes. “Harlow, you’re here for research, remember? How are you going to do research if you don’t go check out what this club is actually like? We can go to any club in town and just sit at a bar.”
That didn’t sound like such a bad thing to me.
She sighed as I still resisted going upstairs. “Okay, fine. Maybe a drink will loosen you up,” she said, changing course to head toward the bar area.
I didn’t plan on drinking, though. I had every intention of walking up to that bar and ordering myself a nice cold glass of water.
I wasn’t trying to rain on Liza’s parade. The only reason I was out here at all was to support her and let her have some fun. But this was just not my scene at all.
And now that we were actually inside, it was a lot more difficult to fool myself into thinking I’d be able to do any real research. I mean, seriously… the last thing I was thinking of at the moment was my writing.
