Arcadia Happy Hour Novels & Stories

Sarah staggered off the dance floor at The Cave, the hottest, coolest bar in Denver, and collapsed at the VIP table. She grabbed her glass, drained it of all wine, then nodded as Maria held up the bottle, offering more. “Yes, please,” Sarah said, slurring a bit. “I’m gonna be sooooo sorry tomorrow, but right now, I don’t care.” “Aw, hell, it’s your Hen Party night,” Mirrie said, cradling her glass of pineapple juice. “Enjoy yourself.”

I grunted, "Fuckkkkkk...there it isssss...yeah...yeah...fuckkkkkk!" The last of it spilled out over the head and slid down over my balls, and I laughed, "It isn't gallons, but it's a lot...wish you were here to play in it!" "Me too...soon sweetie...real soon, but tonight I have another hour or two of accounting." "I'm going back to studying, too." "Love you. Robbie!" ******************************************** We went to this bar that had a happy hour, with free hotdogs...but I always liked the brats which, of course you had to buy.

She had tried to watch some poker game replays and although it had been interesting to watch Moreau and Sanne in their previous matches, she had gotten bored after ninety minutes. “I will go change and then come back down,” she told him. He nodded at her as she jumped up and into the house. They had not had lunch and were hungry. The first place Aris took Adrea was a restaurant that was tucked into a cobbled side street just off the marina. It was all warm wood interiors and soft jazz playing low in the background. The kind of place that smelled of garlic, sun-dried tomatoes, and just a touch of old money. Adrea sat across from Aris in a corner booth, the gentle clink of cutlery and glasses

Immediately her mood changed " mm..ok shall we enjoy at this hour for your marriage escape plan to be successful. " "No need of celebration," I said. "pls, the time is 9: 00 pm only. pls" " ok" " Okay, I will go and get it. what do you want wine or champagne or beer? " " wine with Netflix," I said. Clara went to the kitchen. She looked around the kitchen and said " oops. no alcohol is present here. can we go to the bar? pls...pls " " No. I suppose you are well planned, Clara."

" You don't have to worry Reilly I have got everything under control, and Shannon is right. No work talk tonight. I really need a breather from it. " " Amen sister, " Helen echoed as they raised their glasses together before swallowing them at a go. The drinks came pouring in as the women talked and laughed among themselves talking about anything and everything except work. " So who is gonna be the lucky guy tonight? " Shannon asked a little tipsy. A coquettish grin appeared on Adriana's face as she ran her eyes over the club picking out the eligible men she has had her eyes on since walking into the club. Every Friday night, Adriana always goes home with a gentleman for a night of hard sex

“I understand sweetheart. But if there is anything I can do, just say so. Adora wiped her tears and grinned at Arabella. “Could we go dancing tonight? I think it would help take my mind off of him.” Adora had a plan forming that she wanted to start implementing tonight. It was the weekend and the bar was filling up fast. Arabella called ahead to make sure she and Adora had a seat at the bar. What the was not expecting was Lucian sitting right next to their stools. Adora grinned and sat next to Lucian. None knew that Lucian had a plan too and it involved Adora.

You smile, reassuring Tara. “Okay, well I was gonna cram and then maybe head to the arcade.” Tara smiled. “i love your way of thinking.” You laugh; you and Tara spend two hours studying and then head to the arcade. After a little bit of a walk, you arrive at the arcade at the end of the pier, you head into the arcades with Tara, it’s empty surprisingly so you’ve free reign on any machines. “I bet you ten dollars I can kick your ass at the basketball hoop game.” Tara smirked.

“And then he gets mad when you don't bring up something about work or think that you're trying to...” Val squeezed Matt's hand, shutting him up. “Adam wouldn't think that.” At ‘The Happy Hour’, a lavish nightclub bathed in neon lights and pulsating music, Adam sat in the VIP lounge. The air was thick with the scent of expensive perfume and the buzz of excitement. Girls with bare titties and thongs paraded the place, serving drinks, dancing, and the like. Just then, his phone beeped with a text from Valerie. “Good day, sir. Sorry to bother you; I wanted to ask if I could meet you later to discuss things about work.”

Hence, he swiftly got ready to go out again to Arcadia Clubhouse. At Arcadia Clubhouse, Ryan, Seth and Sandra were busy grilling some meat and seafood at an outdoor patio at the back of the clubhouse building. It was a private space for the VIP and the patio had a canopy. Sandra went to sit on one of the chairs with a big round stone table in the middle. There were a total of four chairs around it. She stared at one of the chairs, with her heart wishing for Aaron to come. The watch around her wrist showed fifteen minutes before eight now. If Aaron didn't show up by eight, then it was confirmed that he won't come at all.

She hastily said, “Let’s go! I’d love to taste Bortuguesa’s local delicacies!” “Will there be drinks?” asked Mya. “There’ll be locally-made barley wine. We’ll see how well you hold your alcohol, Ms. Mya,” said Hayden with a smile. “Sure! Let’s go and have a taste!” said Mya excitedly. Noting the two women’s enthusiasm, Adrian got up to follow them. Lacey was still doing consultations. Though it was already nighttime, the clinic was still very busy. Gloria informed Lacey about the dinner plans and headed out with Hayden. The group got into his car which was parked outside.