Spoiled by my Ex's Uncle 6

LEILA MILLER

By the time 6 rolled and just as Gracie and I had agreed prior, I was already dressed and ready for the night and time at the club, to let loose. I had specifically picked out and put on a halter neck slinky black dress that hugged my body and all my curves, making me feel more like the woman I used to be before I met Matt.

Confident, bold, and so incredibly hot and nothing like the woman I have become since falling into his web of lies that has degraded me into someone I am not. The reflection of the woman that stared back at me through the mirror looked like a stranger to me, it felt so foreign because it ahs been long since I last saw myself in this light.

Matt seemed to prefer a more timid woman, so I had taught myself how to become exactly that so I can please him. So I could be the perfect little mate of his, so that I would be enough for me. I should have known that with men, you can never really be enough.

The sound of the car honking came, signifying that Gracie had arrived. I quickly grabbed my purse and my phone, fixing the straps of my heels before I made a beeline towards the front door without bothering to leave a message for Matt, he has not returned the entire day and I can not be bothered enough to care whether he would return or not. And I could only care about heading out, where as expected my gaze fell on her car that was parked.

And as I neared, she lowered the glass window and then offered me a wave and a grin that has a small smile dancing on my lips too. The moment I pulled the door open and settled in, the scent of her perfume welcomed me, that particular lavender scent peculiar to she alone.

She then gave me a one over and rose a teasing brow. “Damn girl, you look smoking hot. If that asshole Matt cannot appreciate you then I will get you someone else that would because it is his loss!”

I forced out a laugh, though it was partially genuine. “Thanks Gracie,” I reached out and tucked a strand of my hair behind my neck before putting on the seat belt. “I just…I needed a distraction tonight really.”

She the flashed me a genuine smile, her eyes holding a warm and welcoming glint. “Well, lucky for you, I am the queen of distractions,” she said with a wink, playfully flicking her hair over her shoulders, before pulling away from the curb. “Let us hit the club and forget about that asshole for a few hours… or for eternity, I am not picky.”

I could only smile, hoping to welcome any but if distraction that she would offer really. The entire drive was filled with light chatter at the beginning, Gracie ranting about work and some guy who had been hitting on her at the training center. By day, she works in the same company as Matt, the one owned by his uncle while at the evening, she trains to become a guard. I wonder how she is able to do both really. It was a welcome distraction on my part, because from listening to her rants about the work place and the guy down to her singing my ears off as she played a random song, it truly is a welcomed distraction. Unfortunately, my thoughts kept drifting back to Matt, to what I had overheard, and to Faye.

By the time we arrived at the club, the music in our car had come to an end and that from the club was already pulsing through the walls, it could quite literally be heard from the parking lot. I let out a long breath as we walked inside, the dim lights and crowded dance floor offering a sense of escape that I desperately needed. Sweaty bodies rubbed against each other, the walls pulsing to the beat of the music and people making out any how…it truly is the full sight of a club after all.

I followed closely behind as Gracie led us straight to the bar, ordering two shots of pixie dust tequila, the only one that could intoxicate us wolves, before I could even protest. Though it could only last for a few hours due to our fast metabolism. “Drink up,” she said, pushing a glass into my hand, or more like shoved it anyway. “We are getting wasted tonight.”

I made a face, trying to protest because getting wasted was not quite my plan. I tend to do stupid things when wasted and this, was not quite thinking of so as well. However, when she flashed me a pointed look, I sighed and then resigned.

Tipping my head back, I downed it all in one go. And fuck did that feel right!