I wore my usual uniform. A button down shirt, jeans, some pair of name brand shoes. Every piece of the get-up was designed to give off the air of casual confidence. And just like usual, I walked through the door and drew several female gazes. But there was something different about tonight. Tonight, I didn’t flirt right back, taking each girl in and giving her a spark of hope that they were coming home with me. Tonight, I turned my attention immediately to the bar, calculating just how drunk I needed to get to make it through the night.Blake clapped my shoulder, either oblivious or just ignoring my standoffish vibes. “Let’s get this party started!”I followed him through the throng of hot, sweaty bodies, music pulsing in my ears. It wasn’t nearly loud enough to shout down an uncomfortable truth. The club was the absolute last place I needed to be.It had been five days since I ran into Candi at the coffee shop and found out that she saw Juliet with some guy at the library looking ‘especially friendly’.
