pulling my hair in my exasperation. “That’s all. And if I was going to do whatever with Blue, I know she’s more than a piece of ass. Jesus, I’m not a complete dick you know.”
“I do know that.” He smiles at me as he continues, “I’m just reminding you. Don’t jump my ass. Get some sleep. We’ll catch you tonight. Last hoorah in Vegas before this tour is over. Later, man.” He grabs the guys and they all walk out, leaving me at the mini bar, but not before Liam looks back and clearly communicates that I am not to play with Blue. Grabbing two mini bottles of tequila and a new beer, I hurriedly shoot the tequila and chase it with the beer, before throwing myself face down on the bed and passing out in exhaustion. The last thing I see in my mind before I fall asleep is a purple dangly belly ring.
Blue
I’m getting ready to meet Lexi and Bradi for the mandated “Girl’s Night”. Luckily, my hair is so short, and the cut is so easy, all I have to do is add some mousse to it and as it air dries, it gets that “perfectly styled” look. As I sit down to put on my makeup, I look in the mirror and my eyes widen in horror as I see my neck. Son of a bitch! I have a freaking hickey!
Jessie “marked” me?! I haven’t had a hickey in over ten years! Getting out the concealer, I cover it as best as I can. It’s still slightly visible, but hopefully the clubs we hit tonight will be dark enough that no one will notice.
I do my face up, and my eye makeup is darker than usual, but I’ve decided tonight I am letting loose. I’m going to find a hot guy to spend some time with and wipe one sexy ass bass guitarist off my mind, so I’m pulling out all the stops.
My outfit is the last step and I’m zipping up the back of the emerald green bustier mini dress and stepping into my nude heels as a knock sounds at the door. I hop over to open it and slip my shoe on as Lexi and Bradi walk in. As I straighten up, Bradi lets out a whistle.
I smirk at her. “Good for ‘Girl’s Night’?”
I also take in their appearance. Lexi looks stunning in a black halter mini dress and black stilettos and Bradi is wearing a skintight hot pink knee length dress with a slit to her hip. She has a matching pair of boy shorts underneath it that peek out as she moves. Anywhere but Vegas, we’d look like hookers. But we look sexy and ready for a night on the town.
Bradi claps and says, “Sexy bitches to the third power! What, what!”
Lexi and I laugh. I wasn’t sure how to take Bradi at first, but I’ve come to love her no filter personality. You get it straight with her and I love that! What you see is what you get.
“Bradi, you are a nut case, but I love nuts!” giggles Lexi.
“Oh, I love nuts too!” She wiggles her eyebrows and winks at us. We all laugh.
I grab both of their arms and ask if we’re ready.
We agree that we are, link arms, and head out the door!
We catch some eyes and turn some heads as we head down the Las Vegas Strip. We hit a couple of bars, before we decide to head to the Venetian and TAO Nightclub, where my Rock Hard ID gets us in the door, no questions asked.
By the time we get settled into a table by the dance floor, again, thank you Rock Hard Magazine – we are all buzzed and having a good time. Bradi grabs the cocktail waitress as she saunters past and orders us something called a “Horny Bull”. She winks at Bradi and takes off to fill it. I think she likes her.
Twenty minutes later, we have our shots and also a second round, sent over from the bartender. We look over our shoulders towards him and he gives us a wave and a wink.
Oh boy. Let’s do this. I don’t really drink all that much in my everyday life and this drink sounds scary, but we’re all leaving together, just like we came. So why not! Oh shit, here we go.
We take the first shot and holy shit it’s strong. It makes me cough and Bradi and Lexi laugh. We clink our glasses and take the second before we head onto the dance