Chapter 2

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Once we arrived at the Gay Dolphin Nightclub with Natasha and Lana's three closest friends. I could hear the loud music coming from the club doors. We pulled up and got out and Natasha handed her keys to the valet that was standing off to the side, waiting on us. As soon as Natasha handed the keys to the young man, I heard her tell him. "Please be careful with it. It's a very expensive car and I would like to keep it in mint condition." She said as she gave him a wink and handed him a hundred-dollar bill.

With the money in hand, I watched as the young man quickly pocketed the money and walked over to Natasha's car and got in and started it up and drove it off and parked somewhere. With the car out of sight we walked over to where a huge line of people were standing, waiting to get inside. I didn't want to wait in that damn line all night with people that I didn't know from Addams house cat. So, I walked over to where the club bouncer, CJ was standing at with his arms crossed across his chest and an tired but unreadable look on his face.

As soon as we got to where CJ was standing, he gave me a handshake and said. "Hey, Draco. What's happening?"

"Not much, man. Not much. Listen, is there anyway that you can get us inside the club? The quicker the better if you don't mind." I said as I slipped him a hundred in cash.

"You got it, man. No problem. Just go right on in." He said as he unhooked the red velvet rope and ushered us inside.

Once inside, I watched as Natasha and Lana wondered off toward the dance floor and the other three went over to where they saw a couple of brunettes talking to one another. With the annoyances finally out of my hair, I walked over to the bar and sat down on one of the open stools that just so happened to be beside a cute blonde.

Feeling lucky, I decided to talk to the petite vixen. "Hi, my name is Draco. Draco Voronin." I said as I offered my hand to her.

I watched as she shook my hand and smiled at me before she replied. "Mines. Hailey Montgomery."

"It's nice to meet you, Hailey. Say what's a nice girl like you doing by yourself at the bar? It could be dangerous, you never know if someone could drug your drink or not." I said and then told the bartender my drink order.

"Eh. I'm not too worried about someone doing that to me. People here know that if they try something stupid with me then they know that they are going to get a stiff punch to the face." She said as she brought her fist up to her pink lips and blew on it and then rubbed her fist onto her tight red dress. I watched as she picked up her drink and took a sip of the fruity looking drink and said to me. "Besides, I'm not here alone, actually. I got forced to come with my brother. He wanted me to be his wingman for him while he tried to pick up guys that he thought were hot."

I shook my head and grinned at her as the bartender sat my drink down in front of me and said. "So, you too. Huh."

"Yep. I tried to tell my brother multiple times no that I didn't want to go. But, he just didn't want to listen to me at all. However, though. I did feel sorry for him and came anyways considering that his boyfriend dumped him last month for another man."

"Man. That's sad. I'm sorry to hear that. But, at least he decided to get back out there and not sit around and sulk about being dumped. Who knows maybe he might find someone here that he likes." I said as I picked up my drink and took a swig.

The feeling of my drink gave a slight burn as it went down my throat. I liked the feeling that vodka gave me every time that I drank it. It was always my go to drink every time I needed to give my mind some ease.

As I sat there for a few more minutes I continued to talk with Hailey for a bit more. However, at some point during our conversation my mind just couldn't take it anymore. I wanted to have her. More than that I needed to have her. I couldn't tell what attracted me the most to the petite young woman that I had just met an hour ago. It could have been the sweet smell of the rose perfume that she was wearing. Or it could have been the way her figure in that dress was starting to give me a set of blue balls.

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