Make Me
It wasn't as though he was going to confess his undying love for me in front of the entire floor; I wasn't naïve enough to even toy with that idea.
The pain that had resulted from the whole ordeal had been enough to cause me to call up Conner, asking him if he knew of any good local clubs, which loosely translated to 'not a strip-joint'. I had never really been big on the whole clubbing scene; the music was too loud, the alcohol too expensive, and the people too drunk to remember anything. But tonight, that was exactly what I needed.
Bab Populer