Page 9 of Her Three Tech Bros

“The jury’s still out on that, but I’m down.”

“I’ll call my driver to come get us in an hour.”

I’m starting to think this night with the guys is exactly what I need, although I won’t be surprised if I’m proven wrong. It’s not like it’d be the first time.

4

ETHAN

The pulsing energy electrifies me as I stroll into the packed club. Ryan and Logan flank my sides as they check out the area, looking for something that catches their interest.

“What do you guys think so far?” I ask.

“Not bad. I was ready to be disappointed,” Ryan remarks.

I roll my eyes and keep walking through the crowd. It’s barely 9 o’clock, and it resembles an ant colony. I'm sure I’ll hear that retort from Logan later on. He can be a little pissy when there are too many people around.

“See a table?” Logan asks as he peers over the crowd.

“I don’t think we’ll find one any time soon.”

“Oh, yes we will. I’m not spending the entire night standing up.”

Ryan nudges him. “Hey, don’t start with the attitude. We came out here to have fun. I’m sure there’s a high table hiding in here somewhere.”

We delve in deeper, and the music gets louder. I scan the large room, taking in our surroundings. It has the typical aspects of an LA bar, with high windows, hanging lights, and modern furniture. However, the owner decided to add Arabian touches. It sort of reminds me of the bars in Egypt.

“Does this remind you of Cairo?” I ask Logan, nearly yelling.

“A little. The place is nice, but I think the design is a little too messy.”

Ryan groans before laughing. “Can you ladies stop commenting on the interior design? I think I found a table.”

“Where?”

Ryan points to the far end of the bar. A single high table miraculously sits alone in the crowd. A group of women stand near it, nursing their mojitos and chatting happily amongst themselves.

I smirk. “Looks like we’ll have a good view tonight. Let’s go.”

We push through the crowd which seems to get bigger by the second. It’ll get worse once the influencers find their way here. Then it’ll be absolute mayhem.

My eyes wander around the scene, making sure there aren’t any hidden tables. I look over my shoulder to make sure Logan and Ryan are behind me. They’re already checking out the girls, making their interests obvious. As I turn my head back around, my eyes land on an attractive woman sitting at the bar. Alone.

She has long, curly black hair that cascades down to her waist. The low lights from the bar give her light brown skin a glow, making her legs look silky. But it’s her black dress that compliments them more, as it reaches mid-thigh.

And she’s all alone? How odd.

The woman twirls the contents of her drink before taking a sip. She licks her lips as she swallows, and I can almost hear her sigh from satisfaction.

I break out into a grin. A devious caveman reflex overcomes me, and the way she’s sitting down, nearly sticking out her ass, doesn’t help either.

I nudge at the other two, taking their attention away from the other females.

“What?”

I nod in the woman’s direction. “Dibs,” I quickly mutter, before they can stake their claim.

“What about the table?” Ryan asks.

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