Page 44 of Wickedly Betrayed


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When another knock comes, I pull myself from the past, determined to enjoy myself to the fullest. I grab the small change purse that carries my money and ID and leave my bedroom. When I open the door, I’m met with an extremely hot Andrew decked out in ripped jeans that hug his lean hips, a white t-shirt that shows a pussy cat with a big X over it, and black motorcycle boots. His thick brown hair is left untamed.

“Damn girl, you look hot!” Andrew says, and wraps his arms around me and plants a kiss on my lips.

I pull back from his arms so I can smile at him. “You look pretty hot yourself.”

He lets me go but slings an arm around my shoulders and winks. “I know. Are you ready?”

“Yep, all ready.” I close my door, and we both make our way to the waiting car where the girls are. Ever the gentleman, Andrew opens the door for me and I climb into the backseat with Chris and Karyn. Chris’s car isn’t the biggest, so it’s kind of cramped, but we manage to get comfortable. Andrew gets behind the wheel with Bailey sitting in the passenger seat, and we take off.

The atmosphere inside the car is exuberant. We’re all looking forward to getting the night started. Even Bailey is bouncing in her seat. I’m amazed at her excitement. I thought she would become more nervous the closer we got. I can only deduce her attitude stems from Andrew being with us. She knows that he would never let anything happen to her. Chris has a Maroon 5 CD playing, and she and Karyn are singing along with the song “Animals.”

It takes about thirty minutes to reach Lucki’s. I was telling the truth when I told Bailey it used to be a rough place. Looking at it now, though, you would have never guessed. The building is old, but you can see it’s been updated. There’s a big black sign with theword Lucki’s painted in white. The windows are blacked out so no one can see inside. We get in the small line waiting outside. It moves fairly quickly and before we know it, we’re inside.

It’s dark inside except for the colored lights placed throughout the ceiling. It’s not a huge place, but has enough room to maneuver around. There are pool tables and tables for sitting to the right and the bar is to the left. The dance floor and stage are straight ahead. Being a Friday night, there is a live band playing rock music.

“You ladies go grab a table while I go get us drinks,” Andrew tells us. “What would you all like?”

We give him our drink orders and move through the crowd toward the tables. There are not many empty ones left and we snag one before it’s taken. I sit next to Bailey, who is sporting a pair of cute straight-legged jeans and a sleeveless deep red silk top. It’s modest compared to the rest of us, but I didn’t expect anything less. Bailey is still self-conscious of the scars she carries on her back, neck, and legs she got from her life of hell with her ex, Steven.

Chris sits on the other side of her. She’s wearing a green tube top that flows to her waist and brings out the green in her stunning eyes. She’s paired it with a short jean skirt. Karyn, who sits opposite, is wearing a strappy dark red dress that leaves her arms and shoulders bare.

A few minutes later, Andrew walks up, carefully carrying a tray filled with shot glasses. There’s got to be enough for each of us to have three shots apiece.

“Jesus, Andrew. Are you trying to get us drunk?” I yell at him over the music.

“Yes! Drink up, ladies. It’s time to get this party started!” He says, and picks up one of the shots and throws it back.

We all grab one and look at the liquid inside before tipping it back.

“Damn! That’s good!” Chris hollers. “What is it?”

Andrew gives her a mischievous grin. “Cocksucking Cowboy.”

She rolls her eyes and her silent lips form the word, “Figures.”

“Come on, bottoms up! I wanna dance!” Karyn says and we all finish the remaining shots.

I look over at Bailey and see a nervous look on her face. Chris notices as well. We both grab one of her arms and pull her from her seat.

“Let’s dance. It’ll be fun,” I tell her with an encouraging smile.

We make our way through the crowd and find an empty spot on the dance floor. Andrew walks up to us, grabs Bailey’s arm, and wraps his around her.

“First dance is mine. Let’s see what you got, baby,” he says, which makes Bailey laugh and the worry to leave her face.

The song’s pace is fast and soon Chris, Karyn, and I are dipping and grinding on the dance floor. It feels so nice to let loose and just enjoy the music. I haven’t really danced in years. There have been a few times while I was on shift at Jaxon’s that I’ve danced, but not like this. I’m not a shy person, but I’ve never really wanted or felt the desire to let go like I am right now. I know part of it is the shots we had, but another part of it is that I feel lighter than I have in years. The truth I found out about Mac and Tessa relieved a little of the pain I’ve carried for so long. The weight on my chest isn’t quite so heavy. I’m able to let my guard down a little.

A slow song starts and I feel warm arms wrap around me from behind. The slight musky scent of man and pine tells me it’s Andrew. I close my eyes and let my head fall back on his firm chest. We sway and grind against each other. There’s nothing sexual about it. We are just two people who feel comfortable with each other.

When the song comes to a stop, I turn around and see Andrew staring down at me with a smile.

“Thanks for the dance, Andy,” I tell him loudly.

A slap to my ass is his retribution for calling him by his nickname. “Watch it, Mia Pia,” he growls.

I look around and see Bailey dancing with Karyn and Chris. All three have flushed faces, but are having a goodtime. It’s nice seeing Bailey lose her inhibitions. It’s a sight to see her having such a good time.

“I’m going to go grab a drink!” I yell in Andrew’s ear.

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