Addie
I shouldn't be here. I absolutely shouldn't be here. The thought keeps running through my head as I exit my SUV, letting the door slam loudly. Truth be told I'm not really in the mood tonight, but I want to see Wild. I'm dying to know what happened with the house Jagger took him to see, and we've not exchanged phone numbers, so it's not like I can text him.
Tate is out with Remy again, and instead of being stuck alone, I decide very quickly that I'd much rather be watching Wild mix a few drinks behind the bar. And maybe later, I can entice him with the barely-there bra and panty set I have on under this dress.
A smile on my face, I plant my feet on the asphalt, get my bearings, and start walking for the entrance. It's a cold night, spitting rain, almost sleet, but I wore this dres
