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“So, umm, how did you manage to get us in?” I was curious.
He shrugged and said, “My buddy Dave is the club owner.”
“Oh wow. Pretty impressive place. ”
“Yeah,” he paused, “Hey listen; I think you were trying to tell me something earlier, before we got interrupted.”
I was really hoping he forgot about it.
“I’m not sure what you mean.” I was definitely evading the question.
“I think you were saying earlier that you don’t think it’s a good idea?” I couldn’t see his eyes, thanks to the dimly lit VIP area.
“Yeah,” he was almost leaning into me, from across the table, to hear me.
“What did you mean?”
“It’s not a good idea for this -for anything,” my voice throaty. Being this close to him, I smelled his unique, non-perfumed scent. He smelled clean, fresh, and masculine. It was turning my insides out. In a good way.
He leaned in closer, “Why not?” he repeated.
I wanted to tell him that I wanted to. That his breath made my mouth water. His voice made me swoon and sweat at the same time. I heard myself saying, “Just not the right time.”
He leaned back on his seat and looked away. I had the strangest urge to pull him towards me when a woman dressed in a red, tight miniskirt and sky-high stilettos joined us.
She started talking to Zander. Zander stood up and she leaned in for a hug. He hugged her back and her hands lingered on his back. It was rude to stare so I turned my gaze towards the dance floor. Nalee and Tanya were in the middle of the dance floor, dancing to the loud, rhythmic music. They were having a great time.
Zander made the introductions. I did not catch her name when he said it because of the loud music. I felt a pang of unfamiliar emotion as he and the woman talked. I excused myself from our table and was on my way to join Nalee and Tanya on the dance floor, when a hand clasped on my upper right arm.
I thought someone had mistakenly pulled on my arm, given the high probability that a large number of the people in the club have had one or too many drinks that they can handle.
I was ready to pull my arm away.
“Sedona, is that you?”Oh no freaking way.
Amid the loud music, I knew that voice extremely well. That voice belonged to my ex-boyfriend, Brennan Townsend.
Zander
After extracting myself from Clarisse’s roaming hands, I stepped towards the dance floor to search for Sedona. I did not want to be rude to Clarisse so I talked with her for a few minutes. When Sedona excused herself from our table, I told Clarisse that I had to go. She was obviously put out; but, I had no interest in her whatsoever. I went out with her once. She had texted me a few times after that; I told her that I was busy. She was nice but her gold-digging mentality was not hard to miss.
I spotted Sedona making her way to her friends. She almost reached Nalee when an arm stopped her progress. She looked like she was trying to pull away.
What the hell?
Why was Brennan Townsend holding her arm? I recognized him as soon as the club’s overhead lights shone on his face. Brennan played for the San Francisco Rivers, our rival football team. I didn’t know much about him. All I knew was that he was a good quarterback and we shook hands after games.
Now, he was here, with a firm grasp on Sedona’s arm, while Sedona was trying to pull away. Unfamiliar rage swept through me. I clenched my fists to keep them from swinging. I could not see her face since her body was turned away from me. With a beer in my left hand, I pushed past a couple of dancing bodies to reach them.
“Everything ok here?” My voice was calm but tension dripped all over it.
Brennan blatantly ignored me.
Sedona looked at me. She looked caged in, anxious. I sensed that she was not comfortable with Brennan. His right hand was still holding her. He was tugging on her firmly.
"I'm only going to repeat this once, is everything ok here?" My eyes glared at Brennan.
He finally acknowledged my presence and glared back.
