Cole
Andrew said he would be by my place in about 30 and we can have my driver, Mac, take us to the club. I have a feeling tonight is about to get crazy. Generally, when we take the driver that means some shit is about to go down. This isn't going to be a casual outing with a few drinks. I can't help but chuckle and feel like this evening might turn into something like Javier's bachelor party. Andrew and I most definitely know how to have fun, but we also know how to be responsible about it. So, I guess Mac will have to babysit us tonight again.
I head over to the theater room to grab a cold one out of the bar refrigerator before heading to my room to get ready. I stroll down the hall, passing numerous empty rooms, which would all be filled with babies if my mom had her way. I shutter at the thought. I was so damn close with Courtney. I really dodged a bullet with that one. Never again will allow myself to fall like that.
That woman is toxic.
I walk into my room, guzzle the last of my beer before stepping in to the ensuite to turn the shower on. I strip down to my boxers and stop to admire my chiseled physique in the mirror. I smirk to myself, the best way to get over someone is to get on top of another, right? Some lucky lady will be screaming my name tonight if all goes according to Andrew's plan.
I shower quickly since I've already burnt through 15 minutes of the 30 Andrew allotted for me. I hop out and wrap one of my plush white towels around my waist before heading to my closet to grab some clothes. I settle on a black v neck tee, my distressed jeans which hang low, some black boots and my leather jacket. Usually, I dress to the 9's but tonight I'm feeling more low key. Either way, with a god like body like this, it wouldn't matter what I wore.
I hear faint mumbling as I come out of the closet.
"Dude, I am ready to get fuckedddd up" Andrew hollers. "Not all of us can have chicks banging down the door all the time like you. We have to work for it" he adds.
I chuckle "Who let this asshole in here?".
I check my hair one more time in the mirror before slugging Andrew in the arm "Let's get this over with".
Andrew winces and rubs his arm before his voice echoes "Oh no! We are taking our time, letting the drinks flow and seeing where the night leads us".
It is a Friday so I guess I can let loose and see what the night has to offer me.
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The car glides into the parking lot of Club Liquid.
This place has been packed since Javier opened it a couple months back. I must admit he spent an impressive amount of funds to ensure it was the "IT" place in town. Celebrities and rich trust fund brats pack this place 7 days a week in hopes of finding the next big thing. While one could say Andrew and I fall into that trust fund section, I like to think of us as the more established, self-made billionaires.
We exit the limo and start down the red carpet to the VIP entrance of the club. I can't help but notice the sea of people lined up at the regular entrance all glaring at us with envious eyes. I hear some whispers about how the elite always get everything handed to them and we are entitled brats. Little do these people know who I am and what I have accomplished myself during my time as CEO.
We are greeted at the door by Javier "My boys! Welcome back. I have the best section reserved for you".
We enter the club and it's just how I left it last time. Swarms of bodies are grinding with each other on the dance floor while the bars have liquor freely flowing. The stairs to the sides of the DJ booth lead us up to our private oasis. We walk down a large hallway before arriving at a private cabana perched above the crowd below. Our cabana does have the best view. It is situated directly above the DJ booth downstairs in the center of the room. The plush white couches are laid out in a U shape with a glass table adorned with gold trim in the center. Sheer fabrics cascade down from the chandelier above giving off a private ambience. The VIP section upstairs also has its own bar with a scantily clad waitress assigned to each cabana.
Our waitress is already waiting in the cabana for us when we arrive. "Gentlemen. My name is Amber, and I will be taking care of you tonight. What can I get you to drink?" she coos.
Andrew is all over it. He winks at her while replying "I don't know. What are you offering?".
Amber saunters over to him and is practically purring when she responds, "Whatever you want to give me handsome".
And this right here is why I am single still….
I order a double Flaming Lamborghini for both us and send her on the way. That ought to buy us about 10 minutes of time before the gold digger shows back up. I look up to see Andrew staring at me "You know, I'm never going to get some if you keep cock blocking like that". A laugh escapes my lips, does he not realize I just did him a favor?
"I just did you a solid. You can thank me later when your bank account and inheritance are still intact" I hurl at him. That type of woman is a dime a dozen and not one to get mixed up with. They are after one thing only and will stop at nothing to achieve their goals, including stepping on whoever they can along the way. I should know…
Been there, done that.
Andrew shakes his hands and retorts with "Well then Mr. Know-it-all, who would you recommend to me".
About this time Amber comes back with our drinks and I'm ever so thankful to have the devil's juice in my hands. I need to blow of some steam for sure tonight. She hands me my drink before turning to Andrew "Here you go love. I put a little extra in there for you" she murmurs before she brushes her hand down his chest. Andrew slides her a $100 for her trouble and pats her ass to send her on the way.
Sipping my drink, I turn to Andrew "How about a little bet?".
Andrew raises a brow before he looks at me and responds, "What do you have in mind?'.
I love the little games we play. This is a sure-fire way to coerce him into some fun. "I bet you can't get a woman in here to sleep with you without dropping your name". Andrew smirks and I know he has taken the bait. But not before he turns the tables on me too "Like, remain anonymous and still bed her? Fine. But you have to get a woman to go home with you without telling her your name". Damn.
"Let's do this" I mouth to him as a grin spreads across my face.
We head over to the railing to check out the scenery while we pick out our prey. The dance floor is cram packed with unsuspecting bodies. People doing everything but the deed in the hot, sweat packed space. I swear I have never seen more people dry humping each other. The thought makes me cringe a little but does little to divert my mind from the task at hand.
As we take in the space I feel a pair of eyes boring into my soul. I look for the source and am met with the most breathtaking green eyes I have ever seen in my life. A curvy, dark-haired girl with an angelic aura captures my attention without me even knowing it. I'm brought back to earth when Andrew pokes me in the side "Is that the one? She has a friend, maybe we can both get lucky?".
I am too enchanted to even bother with a response.
This girl has me under her spell.