statement I laughed, shoving her playfully in the shoulder. “ Alright, fine, ” I conceded. “ I could use a night out with friends, I guess. ”
“ That ’ s the spirit! ” she called, enthusiastically. “ This place is awesome, and the guy is supposed to be pretty cute. ” She made a so-so motion with her hands, like she didn ’ t think so, but enough other people did that she could make the claim with confidence.
I grinned at her.
Maybe this would be fun …
Chapter 7
We took our time getting ready to go to the show that night. And by we, I mean that Kass had to veto almost every outfit I tried on, telling me that I needed to liven up my wardrobe a bit. Eventually, she was satisfied with a black sheath dress that I hadn ’ t worn since high school and a pair of heels that I had to borrow from her — all of mine were too modest, she decided.
Between that and hair and make-up, it was a miracle we made it to Bella Luna before the show started. But we did and just as promised, Kass did know a guy. He was the bouncer and was apparently fond enough of Kass that we bypassed much of the line, like VIPs, and went straight to him. It only took a couple of pleading words and the puppy eyes for him to roll his eyes at her, let out a resigned sigh, and let us in.
It seemed to me that most of their exchange was just for show, and that he likely would have let her in regardless of whether or not she pleaded with him, but I didn ’ t say anything about it. Instead, I followed her in silently, sending him a grateful smile before we dipped into the bar.
It wasn ’ t like I was expecting. It wasn ’ t really a nightclub full of people rocking out to weird techno music that was mostly just that booming sound in your ears, while bartenders sent a never ending line of drinks their way. It was a lot more casual than that, with some people dancing, some people watching the game playing on the televisions above the bar, and others picking at bar food as they chatted with friends.
It was a lot more low key than I would have guessed, and I decided quickly that I liked the place.
I followed Kass as she led the way expertly across the room. She made a beeline for a table near the back that was empty with a little folded sign on it that said reserved. I laughed at it, picking up the paper slip. It looked like one of those name tags you make in class when everyone ’ s still learning names.
“ Really? ” I asked her, holding up the sign in question.
Kass shrugged her shoulders. “ I told you, I know the guy who ’ s playing tonight. He wanted me here, so I said I ’ d be here. For moral support. ”
I laughed and shook my head. “ And here I thought you were all about James, ” I teased.
She made a horrified face, shaking her head adamantly. “ Ew, and ew. Definitely no . James and I are perfect and this guy is … so not an option it ’ s not funny. ”
I laughed again. I thought she was being a little excessive about her lack of interest and declaration of such. “ So, he ’ s an ew for you, but totally fine for me to date. ”
She rolled her eyes at me as we sat down. “ Well, duh, ” she said. “ He ’ s my brother. I wouldn ’ t touch him with a ten foot pole. But he ’ s a nice guy, and all my female friends tell me he ’ s cute. ” She made another face.
Ah, I thought. That would explain her clear disgust of him. It wasn ’ t a strike against him as dating material, just an acceptance of the fact that she couldn ’ t even consider him in that light without feeling grossed out.
“ Well, I ’ ll be the judge of that, ” I told her, lifting up my nose and pretending to be snooty about it.
She laughed at me and nodded. “ Be brutal, ” she told me solemnly. “ He could stand to be taken down a peg or two. ”
Just as she finished speaking, he came on stage. I gestured towards him. “ Is that him? ” I asked.
She nodded, rolling her eyes but smiling affectionately all the same.
Kass
“ That ’ s the spirit! ” she called, enthusiastically. “ This place is awesome, and the guy is supposed to be pretty cute. ” She made a so-so motion with her hands, like she didn ’ t think so, but enough other people did that she could make the claim with confidence.
I grinned at her.
Maybe this would be fun …
Chapter 7
We took our time getting ready to go to the show that night. And by we, I mean that Kass had to veto almost every outfit I tried on, telling me that I needed to liven up my wardrobe a bit. Eventually, she was satisfied with a black sheath dress that I hadn ’ t worn since high school and a pair of heels that I had to borrow from her — all of mine were too modest, she decided.
Between that and hair and make-up, it was a miracle we made it to Bella Luna before the show started. But we did and just as promised, Kass did know a guy. He was the bouncer and was apparently fond enough of Kass that we bypassed much of the line, like VIPs, and went straight to him. It only took a couple of pleading words and the puppy eyes for him to roll his eyes at her, let out a resigned sigh, and let us in.
It seemed to me that most of their exchange was just for show, and that he likely would have let her in regardless of whether or not she pleaded with him, but I didn ’ t say anything about it. Instead, I followed her in silently, sending him a grateful smile before we dipped into the bar.
It wasn ’ t like I was expecting. It wasn ’ t really a nightclub full of people rocking out to weird techno music that was mostly just that booming sound in your ears, while bartenders sent a never ending line of drinks their way. It was a lot more casual than that, with some people dancing, some people watching the game playing on the televisions above the bar, and others picking at bar food as they chatted with friends.
It was a lot more low key than I would have guessed, and I decided quickly that I liked the place.
I followed Kass as she led the way expertly across the room. She made a beeline for a table near the back that was empty with a little folded sign on it that said reserved. I laughed at it, picking up the paper slip. It looked like one of those name tags you make in class when everyone ’ s still learning names.
“ Really? ” I asked her, holding up the sign in question.
Kass shrugged her shoulders. “ I told you, I know the guy who ’ s playing tonight. He wanted me here, so I said I ’ d be here. For moral support. ”
I laughed and shook my head. “ And here I thought you were all about James, ” I teased.
She made a horrified face, shaking her head adamantly. “ Ew, and ew. Definitely no . James and I are perfect and this guy is … so not an option it ’ s not funny. ”
I laughed again. I thought she was being a little excessive about her lack of interest and declaration of such. “ So, he ’ s an ew for you, but totally fine for me to date. ”
She rolled her eyes at me as we sat down. “ Well, duh, ” she said. “ He ’ s my brother. I wouldn ’ t touch him with a ten foot pole. But he ’ s a nice guy, and all my female friends tell me he ’ s cute. ” She made another face.
Ah, I thought. That would explain her clear disgust of him. It wasn ’ t a strike against him as dating material, just an acceptance of the fact that she couldn ’ t even consider him in that light without feeling grossed out.
“ Well, I ’ ll be the judge of that, ” I told her, lifting up my nose and pretending to be snooty about it.
She laughed at me and nodded. “ Be brutal, ” she told me solemnly. “ He could stand to be taken down a peg or two. ”
Just as she finished speaking, he came on stage. I gestured towards him. “ Is that him? ” I asked.
She nodded, rolling her eyes but smiling affectionately all the same.
Kass
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