She pulls me into her arms, “Your head wants to protect your heart, and you have to decide which one you want to follow.”
I nod, “I guess it’s going to be a decision I make when the time comes.”
“That time is going to come sooner than you realize.” She laughs, “Mia, it’s almost closing.”
Glancing around the club, the throbbing crowd from earlier is thinning, I catch sight of a guy holding his girl's shoes as they leave the club hand in hand. A cheer rings out, turning, I see a guy downing his beer being egged on by his friends. Damn, she’s right. “One more drink?” It may help me make a decision.
She shrugs, “Yeah sure, we are celebrating after all.”
Fifteen minutes later and the club is closing, I glance around and see that the mystery man is gone. That makes up my mind anyway. Sarah isn’t leaving with anyone either. I’m not upset; I’ve actually had an amazing night.
“Ladies.” A deep voice says as we reach the door.
I turn around and see Jagger standing there waiting for us, “Hey,” I say softly, but he doesn’t respond, his eyes darkening as they take in Sarah.
“Hey Jagger, did you have a good night?” She asks softly, a flirty smile on her lips.
His tongue darts out and swipes at his bottom lip. “I’m hoping it’s about to get a hell of a lot better, sweetness. You want to come back to my place?”
Sarah instantly nods, and I suck in a sharp breath. Damn, what is with these men and the way they can make us lose our minds? “Jag,” Sarah says turning to face him, her brow furrowed, “Do you know her mystery man?”
A cocky grin appears on his face, “Describe him. I know a lot of people.”
“Tall, jet black hair, piercing brown eyes.” Heat rises in my cheeks as I describe him. “He has a tattoo on his neck.”
“Sugar,” He says a bright smile on his face, “take a seat and wait a moment, your man’s coming for you.” The last couple of party goers leave, making us the only ones left here. Sarah walks up to Jagger, and he wastes no time in wrapping his arms around her. I have to look away as they make gooey eyes at each other. “He’s a good man, he’ll treat you right.” He tells me, and I feel a little less anxious about staying here.
Sarah rushes over to me, “Remember what I said, do whatever you want, today is our last day here Mia, I want it to be one we remember. Meet me back at the motel at six, that way we’ll be home and no one will notice.”
“Okay, have fun,” I whisper to her, nerves and excitement starting to settle in me. He didn’t leave, he’s still here. I’m really tempted to go back with him and see where this goes.
Her smile is infectious, “Oh, trust me, I will.” Jagger pulls his keys out of his pocket and takes a step toward the exit. Sarah looks back at me, hesitates and places a hand on Jagger’s chest to stop him. “Do you want us to wait with you?”
I shake my head, “No, you two go and have fun.”
“I’ll see you tomorrow,” Sarah calls out as they leave, Jagger locking up behind him, leaving me alone in this club.
I take out my cell from the hidden pocket in my dress; there are no missed calls or texts. I’m not sure why I thought there would be, Mom has no reason to believe I’m not at Sarah’s house. I’ve been there a million times before.
I quickly send a message to Sarah’s brother, Frankie. He’s like my brother too; he’s been a part of my life for a long time. I’ve not seen much of him since he joined the Military. He’s a SEAL, and a good one at that.
Be safe out there and come home to us.
I’m going to miss him, but I’m proud of him, he’s doing what he’s wanted to do since he was a teenager. He replies instantly.
You know me, nothing can bring me down.
I shake my head, he’s such an ass.
Frankie I’m being serious. Be safe.
His reply makes me sad as I don’t know when the next time we’ll see each other will be.
Always Mia, look after yourself and I’ll see you so
on.
Putting my cell back in my pocket, I glance around the club, it’s completely empty and looks so different than when it’s open. The bar is black and when the main lights are on it looks fluorescent. It’s such a cool feature, but makes it look ordinary once the lights aren’t on.