When we reached the beach club, Damian, as per usual, jumped the queue. His beach club was one of the most famous beach clubs in Bali. It was always packed, and the queue was always insane. And I could see the reason why. Inside was a huge infinity pool with a bar in the middle of the pool. The interior was mostly white-colored, making it look somehow futuristic.
We stepped inside the club, and it wasn’t too packed. Damian had told me that he didn’t want the guests to be too packed closely together so they could still enjoy themselves. That was why his club was famous. It was a bit difficult to get into.
I looked around the club with Damian pulling me with him when I saw a group of men standing at the far end of the pool. They were Asians, but they stood up amongst the other guests. It was impossible not to notice them or to take one’s eyes away from them. I loved Damian, but I still appreciated hot and sexy men. No, I didn’t ogle; I just looked at them in passing.
