I eyed his name tag, which read Abdul, and smiled. “Anything.”
“Anything?” he repeated with a smile, a single lock of his dark, curly hair on his forehead. “You sure?”
“Yes,” I said, relaxing against the back of the seat. “Anything’s good with me.”
All I needed was to get drunk or at least tipsy so I could get through tonight or to give me the courage of slipping out of here while I had the chance so my friends wouldn’t introduce me to blood play next.
“That’s a dangerous thing to say to me,” Abdul said, placing down a napkin and adding alcohol to a drink to make it a pretty pink color. He placed it in front of me and grinned. “What do you think?”
I sipped on it slowly, the sweetness calming me. “It’s really good.”
“House special.” He beamed. “Let me know when you need another.”
“That’ll probably be soon,” I said.
My gaze drifted around the bar aimlessly until I spotted Steven and Hector standing awkwardly on the other side of the bar. I furrowed my brows, wondering what was going on, but then my gaze moved to the couple behind them.
Charlie.
Eyes widening, I stopped mid-sip and stared at him. No, I had to be seeing things. Charlie wouldn’t come to a sex club. At least, not without me, right? The girls had hyped me up so much tonight that I … I thought that Charlie actually wanted me and only me.
I shifted my focus from him to the girl beside him, tears welling in my eyes.
A pretty girl, a foot shorter than him, chocolate hair, brown eyes, and more cleavage than I even had boobs.
Nadia.
CHAPTER
EIGHTEEN
ATHENA
My hand shook as I set the drink down as calmly as I could. I blinked a few times, because surely—surely—this wasn’t what I thought it was. This … I … I had to be seeing things. Was that really Charlie with Nadia?
Almost as if he knew I was watching him, Charlie looked over at me.
And it truly sank in that what I was seeing was real.
His face contorted from shock to confusion. When Nadia wrapped her arm around his and pressed her tits against his biceps, I shoved back my chair and shuffled back on my feet, unable to take my eyes off him.
I … this … he was really here.
Tears welled up in my eyes until they burned. Pain shot through my chest. I turned around and ran away as fast as I could.
“Athena!” Charlie shouted behind me. “Wait up! It’s not what it looks like.”
But I didn’t care what it looked like. I cared about what I had seen with my very two eyes.
Charlie is out at a sex club with Nadia.
I pushed through the crowd of people, ran through the lobby, and slipped out into the cold before anyone could try to stop me. My legs moved faster than my mind could really, truly process what was going on.
What was I even thinking?! Of course he would be here with her. They were going to record a porno together. Charlie wouldn’t have brought her back to the apartment. He would’ve hidden her from me.
My eyes burned, and my chest tightened.
Why had I believed that Charlie would be different from every other guy? All he wanted from me was some pussy. I was just an easy friend he could sleep with, one he had taken advantage of, knowing that I enjoyed watching his videos.
