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- Authors: Vivian Wood
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THREE MONTHS EARLIER
“All the ladies on the dance floor, let me see your hands!” the DJ shouts
over the baseline of the music that saturates the whole club. “You’re
in Vegas for one night and I want to see you shake it!”
A little scream ripples through the packed club. It’s hard to hear over the
wub-dub-dub of the music though. The lights flash, different colored
spotlights bouncing around, hitting each spot for only a second.
I lean against the bar, taking another birthday cake shot. I’m all dressed up
and here in Vegas for the weekend with my friends…
But I’m sort of avoiding everyone I know at this point. Cate and Harper are
off doing god knows what with god knows who. And my brother and his
two friends are here somewhere but I just…
I don’t know. My birthday always makes me sort of morose.
So I take another one of the shots I’ve paid for, swaying to the music. This
weekend was my idea so I’m doing my best to try to get into it.
Alcohol may not be the best way, but it’s the easiest. I’m more than a little
buzzed right now. Not exactly drunk but I’m definitely working my way
toward that state.
I stop at the edge of the dance floor, the bass beat so loud that I feel it
vibrating through the thin straps of my purse. My gaze is drawn up above
the raucous crowd, to a balcony that looks out over the dance floor. A
solitary figure is standing there. My breath stops for a second as I wait for
the lights to hit him.
A bright purple spotlight is thrown across his face briefly. I straighten. He is
handsome, with dark hair and high cheekbones.
But it’s really his morose expression in this sea of people jacked up on
endorphins… it calls to me.
He’s in Vegas. How can he be sad?
Before I know it, I’m weaving my way past little clusters of people dancing,
heading for the stairs.
I can’t fix most things.
But this guy? I can fix whatever is wrong with him, if only temporarily.
Plus, he’s so hot that he’s actually kind of hard to look at.
That’s my kind of problem.
So I climb the metal staircase with the guy in my line of vision. He’s
wearing a white button up and dark, low-slung jeans. And he’s gripping a
tumbler as if it was the only thing tethering him to the ground.
Tall, dark, handsome, and brooding? Check, check, check, and check.
When I reach the upper floor, I run my hand along the balcony rail as I
approach him. He is so engrossed in staring down at the dance floor that he
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