a uniform to me. He had sandy blonde hair that had a just-fucked look to it, if I didn’t think he was younger than me; I’d definitely want to run my fingers through it, maybe give it a good tug...not that I’d ever actually do it! I studied his face as he was approaching and the more I thought about, he held a slight resemblance to Mr Gorgeous. Same beautiful sparkling grey eyes, different colour hair, or maybe not seeing as Mr Gorgeous had his head shaved but I was almost certain that they could have been related.
“Hey ladies, gentleman...we’re really sorry that you’re having to wait so long for entry, so I’ve been sent to give you these VIP passes. Free entry, free access to the VIP section, free first drink...and most importantly, free queue jump.” What the fuck?! Harp and Jase seemed to have frozen on the spot with their eyes bulging out their heads so I stepped up.
“Ok...this is a joke right? There must be 300+ people in this queue before us, and you’ve just been randomly told to give these passes to us specifically? Yeah nice one dude, just try it on someone whose actually foolish enough to believe ya yeah?” How stupid does he think we are?!
“Sorry darlin’, I really don’t mean to annoy you, but yeah, that’s um...exactly what I was told. Boss described what you looked like, what the people you would be with looked like. He told me to find all of you and give you these.” He handed over three laminated passes that were all black and had red writing across the middle that read ‘VIP Pass’. I looked at them for a good 30 seconds before glancing back up at Mr Stranger and studying him further. I stared hard at him trying to figure out who the hell would give us these, or what game he was trying to play but he kept my eyes the whole time so I figured he was at least being honest about the passes being real. So that begs the question, who the hell would want to give them to me!?
The thought entered my mind that It could have been someone that Harper had slept with but then I remembered that he’d said his ‘boss’ had described ME, and who I was with...not who Harp was with. Hmm.
I grabbed his arm which was, surprisingly, considering he was fairly lean, seriously firm and pulled him closer to me so I could be heard clearly over the noise of hundreds of probably slightly inebriated people chattering away and spoke directly into his ear.
“Right here’s the deal, I don’t like this...I don’t like this AT ALL. I don’t know why someone would ‘send you to find me’ but I’ll admit, I’m intrigued and, more importantly, it’s fucking freezing out here and I don’t wanna spend half my night standing in this queue when I could be drinking and dancing. So lead the way, we’ll follow and you...you personally, can give us a tour of the new place yeah?” Ha, didn’t expect that now did you Mr Stranger.
“Um, yeah sure, I mean I’m working but I’m sure my brother won’t mind if I take fifteen minutes out to show you all around”
We started walked amidst some seriously unattractive expletives and groaning from people who were around us in the queue that had heard the conversation and Harp and Jase fell into step just behind us. Then I thought about what he’d said and stopped dead.
“Wait, what? Your brother? I thought you said your boss sent you out here?”
“One ‘n’ the same darlin’...my brother owns this place, so yeah, technically he’s my boss.” Hmm interesting.
“Ok so...your telling me, you brother, who OWNS this place, sent you out here to get us?!” He blew out a breath as if he was rapidly losing patience with my questions and answered me.
“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
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