Hot Winter

Chapter Two

As the two walked in together, Camila left to go to the restroom to wash up, leaving Lauren standing near the entrance alone. Scanning the newly high-end place for a bar, she sighed contently as she watched a guy doing tricks for his customers. Deciding that if she's actually going to make it through this party, she's going to need a few drinks in her system.

"What can I get you?" The guy behind the counter raised his eyebrows as he flipped a glass in the air. Impressive, Lauren noted.

"A whiskey on the rocks please." Lauren paused while debating on ordering Camila a drink as well, "Um, can I also get a tequila sunrise with that?" Her favorite.

"Can you handle that much?" The guy joked. He turned to grab the ingredients before starting to throw, flip, and juggle the bottles. Although they were simple drinks that didn't require much mixing, his tricks had Lauren mesmerized as he went on.

"Here you go, Miss." He slid the drinks in front of her. She pulled a twenty out of her wallet, thanking him as she handed him the money. She walked away and moved to sit down at the counter.

"So, are you having a great time with your date?" A voice behind her inquired. She turned to see Dinah behind her, smirking with a hand on her hip while sipping on a pink drink.

"O-of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?" Lauren stammered, mentally swearing at herself.

"Oh, no reason. It's just... I don't see her anywhere and since you're single, you could go and have a great time with someone else..." Dinah paused.

"I mean, if you want to be entertained by any of the other girls here, that is." Dinah challenged, taking one last sip before swiftly leaving Lauren to think on it.

"What's that supposed to mean?" She called after Dinah but she was already long gone and lost amongst the party-goers.

The Raven head turned back around and started sipping on her drink again, resting her head in her hands. She was beyond frustrated in every way possible.

A pair of hands settled on her shoulders and the figure leaned in so Lauren could hear them clearly, "You know, I'm sure I could entertain you more than any other girl here."

Whatever noise that was going to come out of her mouth was now lost forever as Camila squeezed her shoulders firmly. Lauren was about to say something but they were both interrupted by Camila's phone ringing extremely loud. The brunette took her phone out of her purse and glanced at the caller. Debating on whether or not to answer the call for what felt like a century, she eventually excused herself to the outside patio area for a moment.

Camila looked back over to the bar and watched Lauren take a sip of her drink, almost emotionless. Looking back at her phone, she accepted the call.

"Why are you calling me? I told you that I'm at Dinah's party and I would call you when it's over." Alison greeted a little angrily.

"Call me crazy, but I don't think that's how you greet your husband." Shawn countered back in a snarky tone.

"Well you deserve it after how you were acting tonight." Camila shot back. She heard the sound of guys cheering in the background before hearing a bunch of glasses clinking together. She rolled her
eyes in annoyance.

"Why? Tell me why, Mila, because I think I had a pretty damn good and reasonable argument." Shawn slightly raised his voice with her.

"No, you didn't. Your argument was highly invalid and you're trying to connect dots that don't need to be connected." She was done with the conversation and, in the end, Camila did what she had originally anticipated.