Aria
“This place is sick,” Kylie shouts over the music as we make our way to one of the many bars. And I would have agreed with her if I did not know what transpire here. The music is vibrating through me. The décor is black, white and purple with a luminous dance floor.
“First round’s on me,” Brittany beams as she leans onto the bar to place our order.
I keep my eyes open for anyone that is looking our way, but there are so many people that it is nearly impossible. Especially if you keep in mind that it is a two-story club. Anyone can stand on the second floor and look down with us none the wiser.
“I’ve never seen so many gorgeous men,” Kylie sighs dreamily.
“The night is still young,” Dahlia smiles at her. “Keep your options open.”
“Kylie,” I say urgently when I notice Harry approa
