Breaking Ice

Chapter 4

Chloe

It's been over a month of working for Miami Vipers and the season is about to begin, I've been working overtime to ensure that we have reached the maximum pre-game exposure and so far the numbers have been looking great. It could have been a touch better but George doesn't seem to mind and says how good I was for the team and that I'm a perfect fit which is still a little hard to accept but I've been trying my best.

Thankfully, it's Friday. Kate decided it was time to show me Miami at night which I had not enthusiastically agreed to. Maybe going out would be good for me. I haven't managed to explore Miami even though it's now the beginning of October the weather is still amazing but I have not once gone to the beach. In all fairness, I didn't have much time with how much I've been working. So maybe a bar and then a club might be a good way to relax. If I liked clubs that is.

Unfortunately for me, crowded spaces with drunken people are one of my biggest nightmares. I absolutely despise it but Kate has convinced me that it will be amazing and even though it's hard to believe I was willing to give it a shot.

Choosing one of my favourite black dresses I put it on, admiring how good it makes my body look. It's corseted so it sinches my waist, emphasising my smaller waist and the hips that hold most of my excess weight. Playing hockey for my school as a teenager made me build hips and thighs which I hated as a teen but learned to love. I might not have the typical figure but I'll take my pear-shaped body over anything else.

The corset also helps my rather small boobs look a little more plum. Thanks to the genetics the fat doesn't like to stay there but at least I don't have back problems I guess. Gotta always look for the positives.

After doing my make-up, keeping it pretty light except for my favourite touch of red lips, I curl my hair and after a quick brush through the curls fall in large beach waves. Can't lie I did a good job at cleaning myself up in record time I must add as well.
Putting on my six-inch black heels I head over to my bookcase, but instead of books, it's filled with designer bags. My little addiction. I decided to go with a red Diorama leather crossbody bag which is my favourite whenever I go out in the evenings.

It fits all the essentials whilst also being pretty compact and it being over the shoulder means I definitely won't leave it anywhere.

Quickly calling an Uber I type in the address Kate has sent me and leave with five minutes to spare. I hate being late, tardiness always pissed me off. I rather be early and wait a little than explain why I'm late.

The bar she has chosen is thankfully not too far away and with the traffic, I get there in thirty minutes. Getting out of the car I see the door to the bar and walk in, deciding to wait inside.

Kate shows up not even a minute later embracing me in a tight hug, as she lets go, I take in her appearance. The red dress is a few shades deeper than her ginger hair that she decided to straighten it and put it up into a high ponytail. She looks absolutely stunning.

"Hey giiiiirl, ready to have some fun?" she screams loud enough that a few tables turn around to see where the sound comes from. I smile at her as I shake my head at her confidence and the ability to not give a fuck about her surroundings.

"Absolutely, but let's not get kicked out before I even grab my first drink." I laugh a little as we make our way into the bar area and find an empty high table. Kate reaches the bar as I take my blazer off, putting it on the back of the chair.

The first round being on her, she goes with shots and a passion fruit martini. I think just this will get me absolutely slaughtered. I'm not a big drinker and I'm definitely a lightweight so I usually stick to like one or two drinks a night.