"She was the girl who would rather dance among the stars and flirt with her fantasies. But it seemed her universe was always conspiring to break her wings..."
After suffering the unthinkable, Rachel was determined to push forward in life. She faces...
"Losen up, will ya?" Said Skylar. "You've been working nonstop this past year and you're dealing with an externship on top of that. Which means I haven't had much girl time with my best friend!" She pulled her famous puppy dog eyes that had everyone back home falling at her feet.
It was all a bad case of Deja Vu for Rachel as she waited in line to enter the famous night club. Past events evaded her mind as her friends talk and gawk at the men in front of them. No matter how many miles Rachel ran too, she couldn't rewrite history. It was a blessing that she was able to keep a small part of her past when she ran into Skylar.
Skyler nudged Rachel's arm, almost as if she knew what was flowing through Rachel's mind.
"Oh, God! Fine, I'll attempt to have a good time for you guys. Only because it's your birthday." Rachel mentally groaned. The last thing she wanted to do was ruin Skylar's birthday. As the line to enter the club shortened her heart began to pound rapidly. She felt as though her throat was going to close. She averted her gaze and focused on her breathing. A technique her previous therapist taught her.
'He's not here.'
'He can no longer cause harm to me.'
Rachel hadn't stepped foot inside of a club since she moved from Los Angeles. 'The Devil's Playground,' is what she called it.
"That a girl. Maybe we could get someone to dust those cobwebs off down south. If you know what I mean." Isabelle stated.
"Great. Now everyone knows my sexual activity. Thanks, Belle." Rachel hid her face in embarrassment. Bystanders giving her a sympathetic smile.
"What sexual activity? Just helping one of my closest friends out." Isabelle smiled.
"Now, what is a beautiful woman, such as yourself, doing waiting in line?"
Rachel turned towards the deep voice, memorized by his appearance.
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The tall man had to be at least six-foot-three. Compared to her five foot nine, the man was still tall. Rachel's eyes traveled to his green eyes that shimmered in the lights outside of the building. She bit her bottom lip unintentionally which only made the man smirk.
'I wonder what kissing those lips would be like.'
Skylar was too amused at her childhood friend's reaction. Rachel never told Skylar that reason for her divorce, but even if it's for one night, Skylar wanted Rachel to enjoy herself.
But the way they eye fucked each other was getting a little awkward. Even for her. The sexual tension between the two was obvious.
Even in the dim-lit lights from the streets, he could see the woman's beautiful features. Her long curly brown hair, her tall frame, and her amazing figure left him speechless. He might just risk it all for her.
