Mending Heart |18+|

Chapter 15 🔥

Into the Night

"I am attracted to love because it wounds and heals me, because it makes me laugh and bleed." – Rune Lazuli

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"I still think we should have gone to dinner instead," I grumbled, pulling at the red satin material.

From the moment Megan handed me the dress, I knew I was in trouble. It was a sexy red halter V-neck nightclub dress that had a plunging cleave and a backless back. The front clung to my breasts and left nothing to the imagination. The lower half of the dress was also split on either side from the waist down, and stitched together by a series of thin diamond straps.

Don't get me wrong, it looked great but I've never felt so naked before.

When I told Megan I was flying in today, she had insisted on picking me up from the airport so we could have a girls' night. If I knew that the girls' night she had planned didn't consist of sweats and wine, I would have told her I wasn't getting back until tomorrow morning. 

"What's the fun in that?" Megan laughed next to me, reaching out and linking our arms as we walked towards the club entrance. It was one of those fancy clubs downtown with a bouncer and a line waiting to get in a mile long.

Instead of walking to the back of the line, Megan pulled me and her four other friends towards the bouncer. "Hi, Jake!" She greeted the angry-looking giant standing before us. Once his eyes landed on her, his frown spread into a wide grin and he pulled Megan into a hug.

"Go right on in, ladies." He pulled back the velvet stanchion ropes, and one by one each of us filtered in. As soon as we entered, I could feel the vibrations of the music echoing from downstairs. Although the club's entrance was located above ground, there was a long staircase leading us towards the basement where all the action appeared to be.

As we descended the stairs, my eyes roamed the surroundings. Black and dark red were a reoccurring theme, and it looked just how you would imagine any nightclub to look. When we did make it downstairs, the room was packed with people dancing and strobe lights radiating off the walls.

"We need drinks!" Megan's friend Eunice, shouted over the music as she pointed towards the bar.

After ordering us a round of shots, Megan turned towards the five of us. "So I lied to you guys. I didn't just invite you out for a girl's night." She began fidgeting with her hands. "Eric and I finally set a date for the wedding!"

"Oh my god!"

"Finally!"

"That's so exciting!"

"About time!" I found myself grinning. Megan and her fiancé Eric had been engaged for about three years now, always saying they were going to have a wedding but never actually getting around to setting a date. "When's the big day?"

"August 8th." She smiled a wide smile.

"What?" Sammy, Megan's co-worker, shrieked. "That's less than two months away!"

"Eric and I decided we didn't want a big wedding. Something small – under a hundred people." She shrugged. "I mean, how hard can it be to actually plan a wedding?"

"You'd be surprised actually." I snorted. "Worst case scenario, you guys elope."

Everyone burst out laughing, including me. Megan and eloping in the same sentence just did not go well together. "Don't be silly!" Megan rolled her eyes.

"Well in that case," I reached for one of the shot glasses the bartender had poured. "To your August wedding, and getting the same dick forever!"

"Here, here!"