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"Has he contacted you?" Tris asks.

"No, and I hope he doesn't," I say in a flat voice.Elliot was right, I can’t stop caring about him, but I won’t allow him in my life anymore.

"Allie–" Tris starts, but I get up.

"No more about him. He isn't worth it.The nurse will be here soon, and I'm meeting Elliot at his club," I say with a smile, thinking about the fact that tonight is Elliot's opening night.I glance at the clock, seeing it's nine and knowing the nurse is staying tonight anyway. She should be here any moment as she knows I'm staying at Elliot's tonight.

"You look great. Have a good night," Tris says with a genuine smile.

I know he has come to like Elliot, who has been bringing beers over with Luke or Sebastian to keep him company. They don't make him feel bad or say anything too serious, but they wind each other up. It's good to see Tris look happy when he’s around all of us. I glance at the mirror by the door, looking at my silver, tight bandage dress. It’s a little short, but it shows off every curve. My hair is flowing down my shoulders, all straight, and I've got a little makeup on. My favourite part of the outfit is the high, silver heels. They have silver-leather wraps going up to my lower calves.

"See you later," I shout before shutting my door.

The village is small enough that the club is only a ten-minute walk down the road into the main part of town, and it's pretty busy with people outside the local pubs.There's a massive queue when I turn up, making me smile knowing how happy this will make my Elliot. I know my name is on the VIP list, and the huge bouncer just smiles as he lets me in.

The blast of loud music hits me when I walk in, as well as the heat from the amount of people in here. I can see the bar, which is lit up from some cool lights Elliot had fitted into the glass.It changes colour from red to green as I look around.

I know the dance floor is behind the bar, and there are people littered at tables, with stools, in front of me. I spot the staircase in the corner with a bouncer at the bottom, so I know that's the VIP lounge where everyone else is. The bouncer checks me off his list before letting me past, and I walk up the spiral staircase. The room upstairs has a bar on one side and black-leather sofas facing over the glass partition, which looks over the dancers on the dance floor.

I see Luke and Emilia talking near the end of the bar. I barely recognise Emilia in a sweet, little pink dress; it's not too tight but shows how amazing she looks under those hoodies she always wears. I walk over, stopping when I realise Emilia is shouting.

"No! You don't understand anything, Luke," she says while Luke leans into her so they are only a breath away.

"I know you felt what I did. So why didn't you tell them that? Why the hell won’t you talk to me?" he shouts back, gaining a little attention from the people around them.

"I didn't feel anything. It was just one night, get over it, Luke,"she replies loudly, her teeth gritted together in anger.

"I want to help you. Don't lie to me," Luke says loudly but more gently.

Emilia storms off, not even seeing me as Luke watches her go.Luke smiles at me before walking away, leaving me wondering what the hell happened.

I look around, finally spotting the man I came to see. Elliot is standing at the bar chatting with some man in a suit and hasn't noticed me yet, giving me time to look him over. He looks so hot in black chinos and a simple, black shirt. I watch as he plays with his cuff links before picking up his drink, nodding at the man talking to him. His green eyes look around until they land on me, and even in the dark room, with the music blasting, everything goes still.

Elliot's lips twist into a smirk before he speaks to the man in front of him quickly and leaves his drink to walk over to me. I lean my head up at the same time he gets to me, and his large hands wind into my hair, pulling my face into a smouldering kiss. When we finally break away, our bodies are pushed against each other, and I can feel he wants me as much as I want him.

"Allie, you look beautiful," he says, like a secret whisper.

"Thank you," I reply, with a blush I'm sure he can see, even in the dark.

"It makes me want to bend you over one of those sofas and fuck you in front of everyone so they know who you belong to," he whispers into my ear.

"I might let you, cookie," I say back, running my hands up his chest.

"You two should get a room," Blake says, interrupting whatever Elliot was going to say back to me.

I turn, smiling at Izzy and Blake, who have just arrived.

"We will," Elliot all but growls, making me chuckle.

"Izzy, your boobs look great in that dress," I say with a whistle. Izzy is wearing a tight, red dress with a bow in the middle, which is pushing up her breasts making them look huge. Her hair is up in a bun with curls hanging out.

Eliot coughs, hiding a laugh, and Izzy just winks at me.

"I agree," Blake says, pulling Izzy into his arms. They start kissing, so I turn around as Elliot pulls me to him.

"I have something to show you, let's go." He winks and walks us down the stairs. When we get to the front door, Elliot whispers something to the bouncer, who nods, and then we are walking across the empty street.

"Where are we going? It's your opening night," I say, pulling on his hand. I'm glad it's not too cold out, even during this time of the year.

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