Riley’s P.O.V
Nick and I have been at the club for about half an hour. The place was incredible. It wasn’t like a nightclub, far from it. It wasn’t as busy, but enough people to make it a great atmosphere. There was a live band playing, people dancing and people getting taught to dance. It was all very sexy and beautiful all at once.
“You have had a drink; now you dance with me,” I said to Nick.
I had asked him more than once, but he kept saying he wanted to have a drink first. I think the real reason was he never wanted to dance with me, even though he said he would. I am not surprised it was a lie. That is what he does; he lies.
“Soon, promise.” He said.
“Fine! I will go dance myself or find someone else to dance with me since you don’t plan on doing it.” I said, getting up fro
