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music of the club. She shook her head at me and, knowing that talking was proving impossible, pointed over her shoulder to a roped off area at the top of some illuminated stairs. The VIP area? How the hell did she think she was going to get us in there? I felt some of my new-found confidence ebbing away from me.
    “Come on. It’ll be fine. Trust me.” She replied with a cheeky sparkle in her eyes.
    I gave her the look. It was the one that said that I would have to throttle her if she made the pair of us look like fools. I would have personally preferred to have gone back to Harper, but as Dee had said, I didn’t want to spoil his chances. It was always a sore point for any new girlfriend of his that he shared his home with another girl. It tended to put them off. I didn’t want to go back there and stop things in their tracks before they’d even started for him.
    I had no choice. I had to follow Dee up those stairs. She was already half way up, smiling winningly at the doormen, who were standing menacingly guarding the closed doors to the VIP.
    “Good evening, ladies.” One of them said, his eyes roaming their way over our bodies but he didn’t move to let us by. I groaned inwardly.
    “Hey.” Dee turned all of her attention to the other doorman. “Louis! How are you?” She said enthusiastically as she leant forward to kiss him on the cheek, making sure that he got an eyeful down her top as she did it. I shouldn’t be shocked by anything she did these days. I wasn’t.
    The poor guy looked totally stunned for a moment. “Um, yeah. It’s good to see you too.” He stuttered out a reply, his eyes glued firmly to her chest. The girl sure knew how to work it.
    “Do you know these two, Louis?” The other guy asked him. Louis didn’t take his eyes off of Destiny, but managed to nod. The other one tutted slightly before opening up the barrier and then the doorway behind him to let us through.
    “Thank you, Louis. You’re a total sweetheart. Good to see you again.” Destiny gushed at him as she moved passed him before turning her attention to the other guy, resting a blatant hand on his chest and trailing her fingers along his shirt. “And it was great to meet you.”
    To give him his due, he didn’t rise to the bait. He didn’t even bat an eyelid at her. I could tell that he got plenty of girls playing up to him to get their way into the VIP rooms and he didn’t seem at all impressed that he had to let the two of us slip by. What was his problem? He should have just turned us away if he didn’t like it.
    Destiny grabbed my hand to make sure that I was following her. When we got into the large VIP area, and well away from the doormen, we both burst out laughing.
    “How the hell do you know him? Who is Louis?” I asked her.
    Dee cracked up all over again. “He worked one night at a bar I used to work in. He spent the whole evening talking to my boobs. As soon as I saw him, I knew that we would be able to get in up here no problem at all.” She winked and grinned at me.
    Trust Dee. She knew how to get what she wanted out of life. She was sober and still out making trouble.
    “So, do we have any idea who is supposed to be in here tonight? Anyone I would have heard of?” I asked as I causally looked around. Well, as casual as I could muster. There weren’t any faces in there that I recognised as of yet. There were plenty of people sitting around the tables and wearing sunglasses in the dimly lit club, but again, they weren’t anyone that I easily recognised, just regular douchebags who thought that they were something special.
    “I’m not sure, really.” Dee replied, peering around the room herself and looking a little disappointed after all the trouble she went through to get in there.
    “Can I get you ladies something to drink?” A voice said from behind us. I whirled around and felt the breath catch in my throat.
    Standing behind us was the best looking man that I had ever set eyes on in my entire

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