Chapter 30

**** Alyssa ****

When the Uber pulls up in front of the club, I’m surprised to see the line of about a dozen people and more surprised when Emily confidently walks right past it. Leaning up on her tippy toes, she grabs the bouncer’s tie, pulling his ear to her mouth. Whatever she says, does the trick as he smiles, unclips the obnoxious red velvet rope, and waves us through the doors behind him. I’m not sure I want to know what the spicy little vampire just promised him.

Clubs aren’t really my thing. They are loud and full of sweaty, handsy people. I don’t mind a bit of dancing, and I’d probably enjoy it if it weren’t for the headache-producing strobe lights, men that think it’s ok to randomly grab and grind on me, or the deafening way they play music.

I follow my friends, feeling more anxious with each step. There are some seats and a few stools at the bar, but mostly it’s standing room around small tables or just randomly anywhere in the packed open room.

Where will we put our