Chapter Eighteen

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Sara.

As I stand in front of the full-length mirror in the bathroom, looking at the dress Lillian gave me. It's a very short red dress with long sleeve lace sleeves and a v neck. I look over and grab my black ankle heels and my black purse. I reach over onto my nightstand grabbing my phone. I unlock it to see Hadin hasn't called me back yet. Stop thinking about him. I walk out of my hotel room and walk around the corner when I see Erick standing at the elevator. He is wearing blue jeans a black shirt with sneakers. I smile and walk over to him.

"Hey." I greet him as I walk over to him.

"Hey." He says as he turns his head to me. His eyes grow wide. "Wow." He mutters. "You look great." He says to me.

"Thank you. You don't look so bad yourself." I tell him. We are distracted when the elevator door opens.

"After you." Erick gestures to me. I enter the elevator. Erick follows right behind me. As we stand there waiting for the doors to reopen in the lobby, I sneak a peek at him when I know he isn't looking at me. I can tell that he is looking at me as well. Once the elevator doors open we exit to see Lillian and Dustin standing in the lobby waiting for us.

"Oh, my darling you look amazing!" Lillian shouts as she comes over wrapping her arms around me literally pulling me away from Erick. Erick chuckles. "What's so funny?" She asks him.

"Well I was just wondering if you started the 'party' without us." He asks her.

"No." she scoffs as we see Dustin behind her shaking his head yes which makes us burst into laughter. "What's so funny?" She asks us.

"Nothing." Erick states.

"Well anyway! Let's get going!" She states as she pulls me away out the front doors and leads me into the black stretch limo. As we all sit in the limo on our way to Marquee. "So, my two favorite employees. I hope you guys know how much I appreciate you." She starts. "Sara. Darling how are you like Brooker Publishing?" She asks me.

"I love it. It's like a dream come true." I tell her.

"Perfect that's what I like to hear." She says. "Sara. When we picked you up was that Hadin James at your apartment?" Lillian asks me. I look down.

"Um, yeah." I clear my throat.

"Are you two back together?" she asks me.

"No. He just got back from Dublin." I tell her.

"Ireland?" She asks me.

"Yeah." I smile. "He was there for the past three months." I continue.

"I'm sorry." She smiles at me. I shrug my shoulders. "Maybe you two can work it out?" She asks me.

"I don't know if that is possible." I tell her.

"Anyway." Erick starts. "Please don't tell me your going to make us do shots all night." He jokes at Lillian. I smile at him. Thank you for changing the subject.

"It won't be as bad as last time!" she promises.

"Yeah I'll believe that when I see it." Dustin jokes.

As we drive ten minutes away from the hotel we pull up to the club. As we all get out of the limo, Lillian grabs my hand and pulls me over past the long line. She pulls me past the security guard as the boys follow behind us. As we walk inside the club a man in a white shirt and black-tie walks up to Lillian.

"Mrs Brooker, your usual maim?" He asks her.

"Yes please." She smiles at him.

"This way." He leads us to a booth on a plat form for VIP members only. We all sit down around the coffee like table. I sit down on the left side with Erick as Lillian and Dustin sit down on the right booth. "Anything to drink?" The man asks.

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