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here to get us?”
    I clenched my teeth and blew out a frustrated breath before answering her. Why did she have to keep asking questions? I tried to be as polite as I could, which was really difficult at the time!
    “Yeah lady, that’s what I’m telling you, that’s what happened, that’s what I did. So now can we please keep walking and get inside, because you might have had a few to drink and therefore not feel it so much, but jeez its god damn cold out here and if it’s all the same to you, I’d much rather be inside where I won’t end up losing any digits to bloody frostbite”
    I was about to carry on walking anyway when her friend jumped in, and fuck me if her voice didn’t make the whole package just that little bit sweeter. She sounded confident but innocent and there was definitely a little fire in there. That girl knew exactly what she wanted. But so did I, and I wanted her.
    “Yeah Ice, you know I’m always on your side babe, but seriously a girl who can’t stop her teeth chattering and has bloody goose-bumps all over her skin isn’t exactly attractive and I’m on it tonight. Let’s just go inside and if you wanna interrogate the poor guy some more, do it in there, yeah?”
    Well thank fuck someone actually wanted to get out of the cold. She linked her arm through mine and marched forward, basically dragging me along with her. I let her though, it seemed straight away that she was a girl who was used to going after what she wanted and I wasn’t gonna argue with her.
     
    Harper
     
    I wanted him.
    Badly.
    I think he knew it too from the knowing smirk on his face when I ran my eyes down his body. But it was the heat in his eyes that made my insides quiver. Oh yeah, he wanted me too.
    I wasn’t going to make it easy for him though. Where’s the fun in finding the guy you’re going to take home before you’ve even stepped inside the club? I still had game!
    As soon as we stepped through the doors, I ditched the lot of them, Taylor was too busy talking about interior design.
    Why would anyone want to talk about interior design on a night out?
    I shook my head and rolled my eyes. That girl just didn’t have a clue.
    So, it might seem pretty harsh to ditch my friends on a night out. And probably a little stupid to go wondering off by myself too, but I didn’t want them judging me. Ever.
    Not that they really would. Well they definitely wouldn’t say anything to me, but sometimes I could literally feel the disapproval radiating from them. I just didn’t need that.
    I headed straight for the bar, ordered two shots and a vodka and lemonade. Getting a little bit drunk never hurt anyone!
    I wondered around aimlessly for a while, checking out the layout of the club. It used to be shit hole, a real dive. It wasn’t like that anymore, it was luxurious almost. I fought the urge to scoff out loud. Nightclubs shouldn’t be luxurious. What’s the point when people are only going to get drunk, do drugs, dance, get sick, and probably fuck in the bathrooms?
    Needless.
    But it was still nice for now. It just wouldn’t last long, I was sure.
    I don’t know how long I had been drinking and randomly talking to strangers when I felt a body press up behind me and a hand on my hip. I frowned and twisted my neck to look over my shoulder at whoever it was.
    My frown soon turned into a small smile when the guy who had gave us the VIP passes earlier in the night leaned down close to my ear and whispered, “I’ve been looking for you.”
    I didn’t need to ask why. It was written all over his face exactly why he was looking for me. I called up my inner seductress and replied, “Well you found me. What can I do for you sir?”
    Urgh, I didn’t like the ‘sir’ thing, and I have no idea why I said it. But it had been said and his reaction was all I needed.
    His eyes flared and then narrowed. He spun me around to face him, ran his hands around my hips and pulled me flush against him. I wasn’t exactly against a guy