28. Hot in the Club

My friend and I were at the club, celebrating my 21st birthday. I have waited for this day for as long as I can remember. I was finally free to do whatever it is that I wanted to do without anyone telling me differently. It felt so surreal to be in this club. It was a hard club to get into and very popular. How we go let right in the moment we showed up was beyond me. There was one reason I wanted to come to this club and that was Dante Ricci. From what I saw in magazines, he was a dream. He was not much older than me, at about 23 years old, 6’3, brown hair and chocolate-colored eyes. He is the definition of a pantie dropper.

“Hey Gab!” My friend Enzo called me over the music. I turned to look over my shoulder to see him with a smirk.

He has always had a thing for me, and I have turned him down every time. He just doesn’t know when to stop.

“Enzo.” I rolled my eyes as I tried to focus on my best friend, Bianca. She shares the same thoughts about Enzo as me. We still don’t know why h