5
Audra
The Vault is packed with wall-to-wall bodies of the elite crowd. I see a few celebrities and do my best to keep my cool when I see one of my favorite actors two stools over at the bar.
"Compose yourself," Levi tells me with a roll of his eyes.
"I am."
"You're ready to slither over there and make a fool of yourself. Don't even think about it or we'll never be let back in here."
"I'm too cool to drool," Shannon informs him.
I snicker as Levi gives her the side eye. "If I were straight, I'd do you both. Multiple times."
"I'd totally do you right back," I reply.
"We'd do it so good, too," Levi admits.
"If only," I agree with a smirk. He does this every time we go out. It's flattering and his way of letting us know we're hot and to let the guys come to us. "I saw Ian."
Levi's brows wiggle. "I did too. He looks smokin' in those jeans."
Levi isn't your "super gay" type of friend that most girls look for. All outward appearances and behavior, he seems to be straight. I thought he was until he told me my hitting on him would never get his dick hard. Oh, and he's blunt. I adore him. And Ian? Ian’s Levi’s Kryptonite.
"I see 007 over in the VIP section," Shannon informs me.
"I hate that nickname," I admit.
"He loves it," Jamie tells us.
Ugh.
I turn and let my eyes wander while I take a sip of my drink. There he is with his two buddies and three women who are dressed much the same as Shan and I are, but their dresses are short and make them look slutty where we try to keep it classy.
"Of course," Jamie says with a sneer. "With those hoochie mamas."
I let out a laugh. "Do they even use that term anymore?"
Jamie shrugs. "I don't know about you, but I do and those three fit it to a T."
"She's right," Shannon adds.
"Seriously," I agree.
I move my gaze away from their table. I'm jealous, almost angry. It's irrational. I have no hold on him. He didn't even realize I was interested until today. Not sure how he missed that. I made it more than obvious. Does a woman have to dress and act like a slut for him the 007 trio to notice their interest? It’s not happening.
Damn it.
Pierce 1. Sullivan 1.
“I see someone I know,” Jamie announces. “I’ll be right over there.”
She’s pointing to a hot guy and we all give a sexy whistle to which she responds by an extra bit of a sway to her hips.
A Rihanna song comes on and Shannon drags me to the dance floor, Levi right behind. I barely have time to set my drink down. We jump right into it—our trio in a line, me in the middle. Our hips sway and roll. I lift my arms and wrap them around Levi's neck, who's behind me. He leans in tight, wrapping his arms around me, resting his hips on Shannon's.
A few different guys dance up to Shan, but she brushes them off until she finds the one she wants. He's blonde, tall, and very pretty. She always goes for the pretty boys.
