Now, Who is Late?

Rainey

For the rest of the night, I couldn’t get Michael out of my head. I spotted him once in the VIP rooms. It made sense since his brother owned the place. I wondered what it was like up there. The only experience with VIP rooms was living vicariously through movie and television characters. When I asked Tessa if she’d ever been up there, she’d laughed in my face.

“I’d have to pay out two months’ worth of my mortgage to even book one of those rooms. Then you have to get a minimum thousand dollars’ worth of drinks.”

“Holy shit!”

She nodded. “I’ve been trying to get invited up there to see what it’s like but I’d rather not have to sleep with some skeeze to do it. Not worth it! Besides I love to dance.” Then she proceeded to twirl me until I was dizzy.

I couldn’t help but think of Michael and the blonde who followed him upstairs. I’d tried to get that out of my mind the entire night but I couldn’t. Admittedly, I thought there was some glimpse of a friendship between us but I chose to