Chapter 37

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Third Person's POV

*She's going

She texted him.

*He's going too

He texted her.

*This better work.

She texted.

*Hopefully, it will.

He texted.

She put her phone away and smiled at her.

We're on our way to my house to get ready. My phone buzzed again.

*Don't wear those short dresses you have in your closet. Cause I'll kill any guy who looks at you.

I smiled at his message.

The car stopped in front of my apartment.

"Lets go get ready" I said getting out of the car


Dave's POV

"Okay" I told him "Keep them safe, Phil"

"Yes sir" Phil said beofre I hung up

I sighed

"Stop stressing man" Luke said, driving

"I'm not" I said tucking my phone inside my inner-pocket

"You've called your driver every single minute since we left the girls" he said "Tonight's meant to be about us. So stop thinking and let loose. Forget the girls for tonight"

I snorted
"That can't happen" I said "Not even for a second"

"I think I know what will help" he said

"What?"

"Girls" he said "Lots of them"

"I'm married Luke" I said

"Doesn't stop you" he said

We arrived at the club and we were immediately led to the VIP section.

We were seated when girls started swarming our section

"Do you know where the girls are going?" I asked

"Lez said something about a club" he said

"What?!" I asked "Ivy's going to a club, alone"

"She's with Lez. Chill"

"She might as well be alone" I said

"Dave cool down, Phil's with them"

I sighed

Just one night.

I would never let her out of my sight after this.

A club.

No way I'm gonna let her go to a club after this. With me, maybe.

Just tonight.


Ivy's POV

"Lez, this is too tight" I complained as I looked at myself in the mirror

I was wearing one of lez's dress. It was a red body con dress with the back soo low, the dimples at the bottom of my spine were exposed and it tied at the neck exposing my cleavage more than necessary. It stopped a few inches below my ass

"Oh come on" she said "If yours is tight, what's mine?"

I looked at her extremely tight black dress that seemed like there was no room for breathing. The back was net and the front deeped into a very low 'V' and was held at the centre with a piece of cloth to stop it from opening any further than it already is.

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