6
LILIANA
"WAKE UP BITCH! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"
I groan into the phone. "G come on, what time is it?" I pull the phone from my face to look at the blurry screen.
"Oh shut up you ornery bear. I just wanted to wish you a happy birthday and be the first one who did it." Even though we both know she is the only one who ever says it.
"I know I'm sorry but did you have to do it so early?"
"Yes I did, quit pouting. So are we still going out tonight? I found the perfect club we can get into." Her enthusiasm starts to wear off on me as it begins to be infectious.
"Well duh of course we are."
"Good, head to my place around 7 o'clock, we can get ready together."
"Okay see you then. Love you G."
"Muah! Love you too Lil".
Around 7:00 pm I am pulling up to Gianna's apartment and I rush to her door. Before I can even knock she opens the door and squeals. Pulling me in she pointedly slams the door in my guards faces. We walk past her mini kitchen as she grabs two glasses and a bottle of wine off her counter, bringing them into the bathroom with us. I started to tell her about my beach incident yesterday as we got ready. "Are you fuckin serious? He showed up here yesterday, like he is in L.A. now? What was his expression like when he saw you though?"
“G, did you not hear anything else I said?"
“Yes of course I did. Do you think he killed him?”
“I don’t think so but I know he had one of his men beat him up pretty bad.”
"You must have looked really fucking hot in that bikini for him to go off the rails so bad.” she says, winking at me. Shaking my head at her we go into her bedroom to get dressed. She hands me one of her dresses to wear tonight. Taking one look at it I immediately shake my head.
“Not a chance G, I am not going to damn some undeserving soul by putting them in Nicoli’s crossfire tonight.”
“Fine, wear this one. She pulls out another dress a little less showy but still very sexy. Feeling a little better about the dress choice I slip it on. Being a corset style bodycon dress it hugs me like a second skin. It's a beautiful dark sapphire that really highlights my red hair. It laces up the front, showing just the right amount of cleavage. I finish the look off with some heels and soon we are ready to go.
Once we get to the club and are ushered inside we head straight to the bar. "Two shots of tequila." Gianna shouts out to the bartender holding up two fingers. Pouring the liquid he slides the shots our way. Taking them both with a slice of lime we order one more round and a drink to take with us. We make our way through the mass of bodies to a table in the corner where we sit, observing the crowds as we sip our drinks. "So when do you think you will see him next?" Gianna asks.
I shrug "Who knows. Hopefully not for a while." I say trying to brush the conversation away.
"Has he even said anything about marriage still, I mean you are eighteen now?"
"No he hasn't, aside from bossing me around and treating me like a child, he hasn't said anything to me.” Getting irritated at the memory of yesterday. “Anyway, can we drop it? I really don't want to talk about this right now." I plead.
Holding her hands up in surrender." Consider it dropped. Now let's finish these drinks and let's go dance!" Gianna exclaims.
We leave our empty glasses on the table as we step out into the mass of bodies moving to the music. At being on my feet I realize I'm feeling a little drunk and disoriented from all the alcohol. Gianna grabs my hand and leads me through the bodies until we reach the middle. Spinning around she grabs my waist and we dance with each other.
After a minute I began to notice we've attracted a little bit of an audience. Gianna notices my eyes and looks in the direction seeing the few men watching us. Giving them a flirty grin she looks back over to me, with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes as she moves her body closer to mine. As we move together to the music she places her hands on my sides and runs them down my curves to my waist as she shimmies low before coming back up. Grinding on each other as we dip and sway against one another. It's not long until we are joined by two of the men watching our little show.
Coming up behind the two of us, they start dancing with us while we ignore them and continue to dance with each other. I see the man with Gianna as he places his hands on her hips and spins her into him at the same time the man behind me pushes up against me from behind and starts moving us to the music. His hands immediately start to make way up my body. I push them away as they make their way up to my chest, but that doesn't seem to deter him. Looking back up I no longer see Gianna. Frantically looking through the crowd I try to find her is the mass of bodies. I think I see her bright red dress in the crowd a little
