41 || New Year's

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"Wow!"

"Come on, follow me!" Logan guides us towards the VIP section of the packed night club. It's absolutely crazy, there are thousands of people in here and they are dancing like there isn't tomorrow, having the time of their lives.

I love the vibe.

We are passing crowds of people and me and Olivia follow Logan and his friends, the VIP area is in a balcony on the right side of the club, not very high, but you can see everything from up here. When we finally make it, I see that there is a big white sectional and a table full of alcohol in front of it. Some people are dancing and others are sitting down on the couch. Chase is sitting down chatting with someone. His back is leaned back on the couch and he rests his one hand on his thigh while the other ones holds a drink, I think it's scotch, the purple lights doesn't help me enough to understand from here. His legs are parted and he seems comfortable.

He listened to me and he chose a total black outfit. I love it when he wears black. He is wearing black dress pants and a black button down shirt. The black material is tucked under his pants and I notice that he is wearing a black leather belt too. His silver jewelry he always wears and the Rolex on his left wrist add something more to his hot outfit.

He looks so rich.

When his gaze lands on me, it stays there. He was about to take a sip of his drink but he stopped when he saw me, the glass rests between his beautiful lips as he eyes me up and down, devouring me with his eyes. I see the slightest of smirks making an appearance on his pretty hot face and I bite the inside of my lips in order to prevent myself from smiling. He gets up coming towards us. He talks with Logan first and they look friendly with each other, Logan introduces him to his friends and they shake hands. I smile at their interaction even though I can't hear a thing of what they are saying.

After giving a rushed hug to Olivia, he stops right in front of me. I see from the corner of my eye the others making their way to the sectional and it's just the two of us now. "You are so handsome." I speak first and my gaze stays focused on his lips. I want to kiss him so badly.

He smiles when he hears me and he comes even closer bringing his lips to my ear "You look absolutely devastating, angel." I bite my lip smiling. "Oh, it's Grace's present for Christmas." He notices. The fact that he remembers does weird things to my stomach.

"Come on," He takes a step back "let's find you something to drink." He motions me to follow him.

Chase introduces me to every person in here and it's kinda of weird meeting other friends of his, in my mind he is friends only with Dylan and Lucas. There are five guys and three girls, the two are girlfriends, the third one is a sister of one of the guys. I can confidently say that Chase is the most handsome in here, his friends are good looking too, but not even close or I am maybe too whipped to see clearly, I don't know.

We are here for fifteen minutes and I already see Logan and his friends getting along with Chase's. Olivia is dancing with a brunette girl named Stacy and my brother is trying to hear what Jordan is telling him, Jordan is Chase's closest friend from New York. Carter brought Natalia and Adrian brought Sienna and the two couples are currently making out on the sectional.

"Dance with me?" I ask Chase, yelling over the music, who is standing next to me siping down another drink. He turns to face me surprised. He thinks about it a little and then he grabs my waist and pulls me close to his body. I should remind him that we aren't alone, man got too comfortable.

I place my arms against his chest and I grin. We start dancing and I feel the adrenaline spreading through my body. I am happy, especially once I see him smiling back at me. He offers me one of those rare wide smiles that show his perfect teeth and his dimples and my heart skips a beat. I start smiling so hard that my face hurts, holding the eye contact with him. He looks at me with adoration and it becomes too much to handle.

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