The stars sang down, making her smile. She sighed and extended her near-bare legs out of her car and wobbled on the six-inch heels. She cast a quick glance around to see if anyone noticed her inelegant moves. Why did I listen to JP? She adjusted her ankle-length camel coat to block the wind. Thank God, the nightclub wasn’t located close to the river. She concentrated on walking so her knees wouldn’t knock together. Think balmy. A Jamaican beach with the sun blazing overhead. She’d dressed to kill, but parts of her were in danger of frostbite. This better work, or so help me, JP, I’m going to haunt you! The coat blocked the worst of the cold, and she sighed gratefully, the air clouding around her. Her teeth chattered. She increased her pace, then glanced at the crowded line ahead. Jarrid would meet her near the front doors, but she didn’t see him. She kept walking past other bodies huddled together for warmth.
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