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Chapter 77: Nothing Good Happens in a Club

Author: Megan Matthews
last update Last Updated: 2022-10-26 14:06:26
He doesn't call out to stop me or explain himself. I want nothing more than to turn back and see if he watches me leave, but I refuse to give him the satisfaction in case he does. With my head held high, I make it to the end of the hallway and then slip back into the crowd, working my way to our table. I pass Ashley and Charlie on the dance floor and point toward our place to let them know where I'm headed.

A few feet away from his roommate, Derek grinds against a woman. Her blonde hair is up in a high pony tail and her miniskirt barely covers her butt. Good for him. Derek makes eye contact and his eyes widen for a second as if I've caught him doing something bad. To ease his worry, I flash him a thumbs up and keep walking.

I knew I shouldn't have come out tonight. I'd rather be home watching crap TV with Ben and Jerry.

A few men bump against me and beer splashes from one of their glasses. It hits my wonderful boot right on the top, discoloring the leather. I slip on past them an
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