The Club, Part 2

Seth parks in Heaven's designated parking lot and we walk around to the front door. The air outside is way too cold for the dress I chose and my feet are already killing me. His friends are pumped. They run their mouths about what drinks they're going to drink, and dancing and girls. All I can think about is crawling back into my nice warm bed.

Seth leads us past the queue and up to the robust security guard manning the front door.

"Seth Marc! It's been a long time!"

While they catch up, I peer into the nightclub trying to catch a glimpse of how busy it is. A second later the guard steps aside, letting all of us into the club.

"He was nice," I shout at Seth and he bends, bringing his ear closer to my mouth, smoothing his hand up my back. "I said he was nice. Is it safe to assume you haven't slept with his girlfriend? Or maybe he just hasn't found out yet?"

Seth laughs and it's a deep, hearty laugh I barely hear over the noise. He cranes his head to speak in my ear. "You're hurting your