Chapter Eight

We made our way to the three pompom girls on the dance floor.

They saw us coming and I immediately saw the interest in their eyes as we approached.

I forced a smile on my face. This was the first time I would do this but there was no way in hell I’d let Nicholas beat me in this game.

We probably have the same goal: get the other to sleep with a stranger, hopefully the one with the huge I have STD sign on the forehead.

“Can we join you, ladies?” I asked politely.

I could tell they were ecstatic to dance with us. Trixie was the girl who had long black hair, dressed in a black skintight dress that ended decently above her knees. Elle was the cute redhead with pixie hair, wearing skintight jeans and a Sabrina top. The provocative girl wearing a white dress that left nothing to the imagination was named Saucy, which sounded more like her stage name than her real name.

I smiled at Saucy. She was my target tonight. “Hi, Saucy. This is Nicky,” I said to her, putting my hand to Nicholas’ back