I should feel embarrassed with how heavy my scent is right now, but I know more than anything it’s going to get me this job. The girl before me might have the better dance moves, but I can perfume while performing.
The music stops, and Gina claps. “Wonderful. Thank you, ladies. We’ll be in touch.”
I nod my head and step down from the stage. The girl who danced before me gives me a smile. “Oh, sweet flower child, you’re so in.”
My cheeks heat as I grab my drawstring bag. “You think so?”
“After that show? Hell yeah, you’re in. I’m not even into other Omegas, and I was about to cream myself.”
I laugh and shake my head. “I’m Luna.” I hold out my hand, and she shakes it.
“I’m Gabbi, but on stage, I go by Cherry.”
“Oh, should I make up a name?”
“Definitely, unless you want Alphas finding your social media or finding out where you live.”
I click my tongue. “Good point.”
She snaps her fingers together and points at me. “Selene,” she says. “Goddess of the moon.”
I smile back at her. “I love it.”
“So what are you up to for the rest of the afternoon?”
I shrug. “Nothing.”
“Great, let’s go get drinks.”
“Oh, I’m not sure that’s a good idea,” I tell her. Gabbi shakes her head and laughs.
“Oh sweetheart. It’s time to learn about what being an Omega is all about.” I swear I have stars in my eyes as I speak to Gabbi; she’s everything I want to be. She’s beautiful with glowing tan skin, dark hair, and soft brown eyes. But the most captivating thing about Gabbi is her confidence. That is what I want to bottle up and pour all over myself.
“Do you have a car?”
“Yeah,” I respond by clicking the button to unlock the vehicle. Gabbi just grabs the passenger door and opens it for herself. I shrug my shoulders and get in the driver’s seat and push the button, starting the engine.
“Head to Ocean Drive,” she tells me. I put my sunglasses on and rev the engine.
Gabbi knows how to party, that’s for sure. They didn’t even check our IDs. She just perfumed a little for the bodyguard, and now we’re in this club together.
WAP blasts over the speakers, and Gabbi and I laugh and grind on each other. The gaze of nearly everyone in the small club is on us as we entice.
We dance on each other, while she sings all the lyrics. Her hands tangle in my hair, and my leg is in between hers as we sing the nasty lyrics and dance. We absolutely lose our shit at the Beta who is staring at us with wide eyes and his mouth comically wide open.
I’m already feeling drunk. I’ve drank before but mostly wine with dinner or one cocktail. But these tequila shots are doing something to me that I haven’t experienced before. I feel so fuzzy and light, like I don’t have a single care in the world.
I don’t care that my mom is a fucking bitch. That my stepdad doesn’t help me. That my stepbrother is so goddamn hot and all I want to do is fuck him and his pack. Or that his Omega is hotter than me. God, is James hot. Of course he chose James. I’m just his little sister who he thinks is annoying and naive.
A sweet waitress comes over to us with a smile. She’s cute and pretty. I tell her this in my drunken state, and she smiles. “These are from the Alpha across the bar,” she says. I grin and turn to look at him. He’s attractive, sure, in a beach bum kind of way. We hold up our shots to the Alpha in thanks and throw them back.
When he makes his way over to me and Gabbi, I panic. “I’m not interested in him, Gabbi.”
“But we are interested in his money,” she says.
That has me tilting my head and raising an eyebrow.
He’s tall, and his Alpha energy is undeniable as he comes up to us. “Ladies, quite the show.”
