UNDER BRIGHT LIGHTS

Prologue

Michael

I couldn't believe Jace dragged me to this fucking strip club. I was too tired from the numerous adventures I had gone on but the boys said this was the last stop. I didn't want to be buzz kill so I decided enjoy my last night as a bachelor.

'You nervous?' my friend Killian said nudging me on the shoulder.

'Whatever I am tired man.' I nagged impatiently.

'Sit tight bro. The boys and I got you a surprise.' Jace laughed as he pushed me unto a chair. Killian. Jace and my friend Lee walked behind me and sat on a large, red leather couch. I tapped my feet on the wooden floors. The colorful lights were blinding.

'Hey.' I heard a raspy voice say in my ear brushing the lips of their lips on my ears. The voice was alluring and sensual. I looked up and I was met by unfamiliar green eyes staring at me met me. My eyes trailed to her outfit if you could call it that. She had white lace knickers on and long sheer white socks. The top half of her was completely bare. She had no shame and was confident and bold as she danced in a way so sinful I forgot how to speak. Her lips were a bold red her hair was jet-black finger waves. She flattered her curves by the movement of her hips leading to not take my eyes of her as I drank in her essence like ecstasy. I was so lost in her I could barely notice my arousal.

Soon it was over. My breathing was erratic. She wrapped her ivory silk robe around her and walked away in a cat like and majestic manner.

I turned around to see the guys laughing.

'Seems like we did our man here some good.' Lee laughed pointing at my hard on.

'Yeah bro you've been acting like a pimp all night.' Killian added as he gulped down some tequila.

'She's hot. It's too bad you're getting married to Rebecca tomorrow. Besides she's a stripper.' Jace joked.

'Yeah lets go.' I said rolling my eyes at my annoying friends. It was nothing. She was nothing. Was she? My brain was racing.

I decide to call Becca to distract myself from her. I walked out of the strip club and leaned on the wall

I dialed her number and waited for her to answer.

'Hey.' Her cheerful voice said. I could literally imagine her smiling.

'So...'

'So...'

'I am so bored babe. Can't wait to come home to see you.'

'No, You'll see the dress. It's bad luck. Remember?'

'Its cute how superstitious you are sometimes.'

'I am tired. Night Michael. I love you.'

'Good night Mrs. Greenswood.' I smiled hanging up.

I was about to walk back in when I spotted the stripper from the club leaning on the wall a few feet away from me taking a long drag from her cigarette. She smiled as she blew smoke rings. I was never one for smoking but that was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.

'You fancy one.' She asked.

'I don't smoke.' I replied.

'Suit yourself. Girlfriend huh?' she slurred.

'Fiancé actually.' I smiled.

'Nice. What's the lucky woman's name? she said exhaling the smoke.

'Rebecca. I just...I don't know. I feel things between us are rushed you know.'

'Then fucking tell her.' She simply said like it was so easy to tell my girlfriend of three years that I wanted to call of our wedding.

'And things have been toxic lately. We've been fighting over petty shit. It's fucking frustrating. I just... but the past few days have been great and I don't think now's the right time to do this.' I sighed.

'Don't tell me. Tell Rebecca. If you don't I'll just get worse.' She said with a soothing smile.

'Hey ' I heard someone yell. I turned around to see Killian standing by Jace's car.

'Thanks Stranger.' I smiled.

'Isabelle Cross'

'Michael Greenswood.'