Forever Yours [Series Two of Bittersweet Disasters]

[21] "Dr. Kaiden Sure Does Know His Words."

♜♖♜ KAIDEN PARKER ♖♜♖

{Saturday, February 17, 2018}

It's now 2:45 am. For the past two hours or so, we've been club/bar hopping. We've checked out '1 Oak Nightclub', 'XS Las Vegas', and 'OMNIA Nightclub'. Dezerae and I didn't care too much for 'OMNIA Nightclub' so we were only at that nightclub for like fifteen minutes or so. With how late it is (or should I say with how early it is in the morning) I'm honestly surprised I'm not ready to go back to the hotel and crash. Right now, we're standing in line to get inside the 'Palomino Club'. (I know that Dezerae said she didn't want to hit up any strip clubs tonight, but Morgen really wanted to bring me here to check this place out. Besides, it's not like I'll be watching any strippers. We'll probably mostly be at the bar while we're here.)

That's when I spot two girls step outside. One had shoulder-length bleach blonde hair, chocolate brown eyes, bright red lipstick, and bright blue eyeshadow. The other one had short black, pixie cut hair, light green eyes, bright red lipstick, and bright blue eyeshadow. They were both dressed in exotic attire. Dezerae must have noticed the same time I did because she grumbles a profanity word in front of me. "What?" Morgen and I ask as we glance at her.

She huffs as she crosses her arms over her large bust. "I told y'all I didn't want to do any strip clubs tonight," she acknowledges in an irritated tone. "I ain't going in."

"Dez, come on, it'll be fun! Vamos, será divertido!" Tatiana replies in as she turns around to face Dezerae.

Dezerae grunts as she rolls her eyes. "I don't want some half-naked skank all over my man!" she responds from behind clenched teeth.

"Babe, I promise, none of these girls stand a chance with me," I reply as I turn to her.

Huffing, she turns away from me.

Arriving at where the bouncer is standing, Morgen and I watch silently as this 50-year-old creep sweeps his eyes across our dates' bodies and smirks cockily. Morgen and I peer at each other with the same furious expression. Turning our attention back to the bouncer, Morgen snakes his arm around Tatiana's waist and I snake my arm around Dezerae's waist and we pull them closer to our sides. The bouncer creep rolls his eyes as he motions his hands and says, "IDs."

We take our IDs out and show him. He does a quick nod and then unlatches the rope. Inside, I move my arm from around Dezerae's waist and grasp her hand instead, us looking around the club. We glance over at the stage and notice a petite, supermodel skinny redhead not wearing a bra was dancing sensually on a pole. Dezerae hisses some more profanity under her breath as she rips her hand out of mine and starts stomping off. "Babe! Where are you going?" I shout as I run up behind her and grasp her arm.

She rips her arm out of my grasp. "Fuck off!" she growls, without even looking at me. With that, she stomps off into the singular, unisex bathroom.

I sigh as I rake my fingers through my hair. {1:06 am} Turning back around, I notice Morgen and Tatiana are going to the bar. I glance at the closed bathroom door and shrug before I jog over to where Morgen and Tatiana are.

I make it about halfway before a skinny stripper with long blonde hair stops me. "Hey, sexy," she greets in a voice she tries to make sound seductive, but it comes out nasally and high-pitched. "Wanna go in the back and I'll give you a good time?"

"Fuck off, bitch!" I grumble. "I ain't giving you any of my doe." With that, I shove her out of my way and continue over to the bar. I hear the stripper gasp behind me as she stomps off. 'Bitch' I thought as I make it over to where my friends are. "Where'd Dezerae go?" Morgen asks as he turns to me.