I call Max when I am about two minutes away from his house.
“What?” he asks, and I can hear Britney thumping through his living room speakers as he growls into the phone.
I must be interrupting his special time.
“I’m just about there.”
“And?”
“Well…are you ready to go?”
“Why the hell are you calling? You don’t ever call before you show up.”
“Shut up, asshole.” I hang up my phone as I hear Britney get turned up a notch.
Pulling up in front of the house, I see the front door is open and Bear is pacing back and forth on the walk in front of the house.
He stops when he sees me and puts his hand on his hips. “Dude, where have you been? It’s like I have no clue about you anymore. I mean you don’t call, you don’t write, you don’t even email…” he makes a loud whiney voice and grins sadistically at me.
“Shut the fuck up, cock,” I growl as I walk past him and open the front door. I feel the blast of bass and Britney thumping me in the chest.
“What’s got your panties in a bunch?”
“Mandy,” I growl at him.
“Okay.” He just shrugs and walks to the hall table, picking up his keys and wallet.
“Ready?” I ask as I walk to his door and push it open.
“Yep. It’s time to get my swirl on.”
* * *
The music is thumping, and the atmosphere is hot as hell in the club. I can feel the temperature. It’s gonna be a good night. The bodies are already sweating and the clothes on both men and women are revealing a lot flesh.
In this city we aren’t the biggest celebrities, but we are fighters and we are known. I like that. The doors part for Max and I right as we walk up, we don’t bother with lines. I haven’t really ever had to use the line to get into a club. I know too many people, and I have spilled a lot of other guys, and a lot of my own blood to get to where I am.
I walk over to the cute little bartender and get two bottles of water for myself and Max. I am within the month window, no more drinking for me. If it’s not water it doesn’t go in me right now.
I walk a bit away and look for Mandy when all of a sudden I feel Bear grip his hand tight on my arm. And when I say tight, I mean the fucker is cutting off circulation.
I look quickly to where Max is staring, and almost fall on my ass and laugh. I see my sexy doll Mandy, all of the ring girls with Jill shouldering Mandy in a friendly way, and then I see a person I totally forgot: Grace. Yep, she still looks like she did in high school, and I can see why Max is about to take my arm off.
I snicker and pull my arm away from him.
“Is that…” Max stutters and I laugh at his absolute shock.
“No,” I say as I walk ahead of him and smile to Mandy, Grace, and Jill.
Grace squints a bit at me before she gets a huge grin on her face and jumps up, giving me a huge hug. “Brett!” she yells and kisses my cheek.
I hug her tightly before lightly setting her down. She looks exactly like I remember now, and I can’t believe I forgot how amazing and striking it is that she looks like Britney Spears. I mean she could be a replacement of her and most people wouldn’t be able to tell.
I look to Mandy, she has a small frown on her face before Jill pokes her in the ribs.
Grinning, I give Jill a hug before I reach down and pull Mandy to me. Her eyes are staring up into mine and I have no clue what to say. I mean I really don’t know what to say at all.
She tries to say something to me quietly, but I shake my head. I didn’t hear her and I have to lean down to get her to repeat it.