Chris and I turn to each other when we hear her parting words.
“What the hell is up with your fiancée?”
“How the fuck am I supposed to know?”
“She is your—” The look I shoot him stops him from finishing what he’s going to say.
“Okay, let’s head out to meet up with Jay. I can see you need a drink more than I do.”
Cat
Ava and I finally arriveat the club, after we go to her house so she can make a “quick change,” which took her two hours. When we get out of the cab, we see Matt standing in front of the club doors waiting for us. He offered to pick us up, but I decided it would be better if we took a cab after Ava asked me not to tell Nick we went out with Matt and that it was her idea to go. The neighborhood we’re in doesn’t seem bad. I don’t see any shady-looking characters that are going to put a cap in our asses, and the buildings are in good condition.
When we walk up to Matt, he smiles at us. “I approve of your outfits and so will a lot of the guys inside.”
Ava spins around in a full circle to give him a better look at her. She puts her arm around his neck and gives him a lingering kiss on the edge of his jaw. “I’m so glad you approve. I had to make sure I gave you something spectacular to look at.”
He wraps his arms around her waist and hugs her back. “No man could keep their eyes off you no matter what you’re wearing.”
“My my my, you do know how to make a lady feel good about herself.”
“I’m serious. You’re the second best-looking thing I’ve laid eyes on all night.”
She steps back from him with his hands still draped around her waist.
“So what beat me out for the number one spot? It better be freaking amazing, or I’m going to be extremely offended.”
Looking over at me, he proceeds to slowly undress me with his eyes from head to toe. The look he gives me reminds me of the first time he looked into my eyes and kissed me. I can feel my cheeks start to warm, because of that memoryandthe sexy smile he’s now giving me. I forgot how good he looks; he’s even better looking now. He’s tall, almost as tall as Nick, and around the same build, with thick brown hair and hazel eyes. He has a light growth of stubble that gives him a roguishly handsome look. No wonder he, Chris, and Nick always had a harem of girls always hanging around them back in high school.
Seeing the way he’s looking at me, Ava’s face lights up. “I’m not offended at all,” she says. “I’m in total agreement with you now that I see who took the number one spot.”
Now I know I’m blushing, my cheeks on fire. I look down at my sky-high platform heels that Ava insisted I wear. I look back up with a shy smile and hope I don’t make a fool of myself by tripping over my feet in these things. It would be like the episode ofSex and the Citywhen Carrie trips on the runway in her sky-high stilettos and Heidi Klum steps over her. Fashion road kill, how embarrassing!
I stand next to Ava, and Matt puts his hand on the small of my back and we go inside the club. He leads us through a crowd of people dancing and I’m all eyes, looking around the club. It has three floors and is bathed in soft white-and-blue lighting. I see women dressed in string bikinis dancing and gyrating on poles. They are doing things on those poles that defy gravity! I have to stop for a second and stare at what I’m seeing. I turn to Matt and raise my voice so he can hear me over the music.
“I hope they’re being paid well for the tricks they’re putting their bodies through.”
“Don’t worry, I’m sure they are. I know the owner of this club; he wouldn’t shortchange his employees. He’s going to pay you what you’re worth, and he takes care of them.” He winks at me, grabs my hand, and leads us up to the second floor to a raised table in the corner overlooking the entire first floor. Ava sits down, I sit next to her, and Matt sits across from me, holding my hand. I don’t say anything because it feels nice, familiar. He orders us a round of drinks from one of the waitresses, who are dressed in low-cut black mini dresses.
Smirking at me he says, “I’m glad to see you didn’t bring your bodyguard with you tonight.”
My eyebrows shoot up questioningly before I ask, “What bodyguard are you talking about?”
“Nick.”
“He is not my bodyguard.”
“You wouldn’t know that by the way he was guarding your body that night at the club. I couldn’t talk to you without him looking like he wanted to knock my head off.”
“He was not doing that.”
“Don’t act like you don’t know what I’m talking about, Cat. I know you a little better than you think I do. Nickand I have been boys for years, even though we don’t hang out like we used to. I know him.”
I nod my head at him slowly and bite the inside of my cheek. The waitress comes over and places our drinks on the table. I take a sip of my drink and look at Ava to help me out. She is no help at all. I’m sure she heard everything Matt and I said to each other. She smiles at me and Matt, looking back and forth between the both of us, shaking her shoulders to the beat of the music.
“Ava, you know what I’m talking about, don’t act like you didn’t see it. He’s your cousin.”
Ava gets up from her chair and claps her hands together to an Usher song.