"Damn girl, you look hot," Prentiss said as I hopped into the back of the car.
"Oh please, not a single person is going to look at me while I'm standing next to you two. Wow." I said back, looking at them. Prentiss was in a tight dark purple dress, sleeveless. Penelope was in a bright red low-cut dress, that flared out to the sides. Both matched their personalities perfectly.
"I'm really digging the lips, girl. I might even snatch you up myself." Penelope said, looking at me from the front seat. I smiled widely at her.
"Alright, are we ready ladies?" Prentiss said, putting the car in reverse. I let out the excited breath I was holding.
When we arrived at the club, it was packed. There was a line out the door, underneath the neon pink sign that read, 'The Beehive'. We all got out of the car and started heading to the back of the line when someone called for us.
"Girls!" JJ yelled from the door. "Come on!" We all made our way over to her. She was wearing a navy blue dress that landed at her knees, the color perfectly matching her eyeshadow. She led us through the front door of the bar, which was screaming music.
"How the hell did you get us in?" Prentiss said to JJ, yelling over the music.
"That's not all I did," JJ responded, leading us to a private booth.
"I outta worship at your feet, JJ," Garcia said as we slid into the round booth.
"Will knows the owner, he got us in last minute," JJ responded, laughing. I was seated in the outside, with JJ and Garcia in the middle and Prentiss on the other side. A waiter came over with a tray of drinks and handed one to each of us.
"On the house." He said to us, over the music before turning to leave. We all picked up the drink that was in front of us.
"To ladies' night," I said, raising my glass.
"To ladies' night." They all repeated back to me, as we clinked our glasses. When I took a sip of the liquid courage, I could feel it run through my veins almost immediately.
"Do you want to go get some real drinks with me, Cat?" Prentiss asked.
"Sure!" I responded, before turning to Penelope. "What would you like?" I asked her.
"The fruitiest thing you can find." She responded, before chugging her drink.
"What about you JJ?" Prentiss asked.
"Espresso martini," JJ replied. Prentiss and I got up from the booth and headed to the bar. We weaved through the crowd, finally making it.
"First round is on me," I said, turning to the bartender. "Could I get an espresso martini, an amaretto sour, and the fruitiest thing you have please?" I asked the bartender. "Emily, what do you want?" I said, turning to her, but she wasn't there. I looked behind me and to the sides, but she was nowhere to be found. Hmm.
The bartender handed me the drinks, and I put down cash for her. "Thank you!" I said, over the loud music. I gathered up the drinks and turned back towards the table.
"Did Emily make it back here?" I asked JJ and Garcia once I returned.
"No," Garcia said, taking her drink. I looked around, before sliding back into the booth.
"Oh, here she comes," I said, motioning towards Emily who was holding a drink, on her way to the table.
"Ladies, this is Brad. A real FBI agent." She said, motioning towards the man next to her. By the tone of her voice, we knew what was happening.
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Romance"Why didn't you wait for backup?" He yelled. "I didn't want him to get away." I said, walking further into the room. "You disobeyed my direct order." He said, still yelling. "Would you have rather me let him get away?" I said, getti...
