Chapter 3:

"Are we there yet?" I asked. She doesn't answer but she soon parks the car and she looks at me.

"Yep." She replied back, looking annoyed and she steps out of the car and walking like this was her place of business. I stepped out of the car and quickly half run to Regina to keep up with her.

"Regina, can we afford to get in?" I question.

"Of course, I have connections." And I look at her in questioning, with who?

As we walk up to the bouncer that was guarding the door. "Hey Xander mind letting us in?" She eyed him and a faint smile appeared on his lips. They were on a first name basis?

"I'll see you later on tonight." He flirted with her and my eyes widen seeing how he openly did so. She laced her hand through mine before she made a mockery of him once we passed the other women who waited to be let it.

"How do you know him?" I had to ask but I couldn't hear her answer. We entered the club and it was pitch black before we submerged into a disco ball flashing different colored lights. 2 Am Adrian Marcel ft Sage the Gemini' playing in the background.

Regina then pulls me to a secluded booth making quick work to put her stuff down- hiding it-and she grabbed mine to do the same. Last time she left her stuff out in the open and somebody decide to take her things. "Uh, are you sure that's safe?" I yelled over the music.

"Let's go!" I hear her say- no yell- over the music, she probably didn't hear a word I said. She pulls me on to the dance floor and she starts automatically just like when we were in college, she was comfortable in her own skin as she danced around. "Come on, let loose!"

She grabbed my hands and started to swing them between us and I laughed before moving along with her and in a couple seconds I was doing it on my own.

I really was going to break a hip in these heels.

Then a slow medium song that I recognized was Drake and Chris Brown: No Guidance comes on and Regina and me look around to see people dancing with each other and we decide to leave the dance floor.

Talk about being loners.

I decided to take in my surroundings, whoever designed this place had good taste. I see people upstairs, falling down probably from consuming too much alcohol, couples making out and I quickly turn my head not wanting to invade their private time.

Then I see him.

The man I saw was is in a section with a bunch of other people, I assume are his friends and a bunch of women too.

He is looking around just like me and he seems to be a little uncomfortable as a girl presses her hand to his thigh and he quickly moves it away from him before saying something to her.

The women seemed disappointed but she didn't move from his side. He sits up to set his glass on the table, clearly done with it.

He then looks around just like me and everything within me was telling to look away but I couldn't.

Then has if he felt my eyes on him, he turned his head in direction. His demeaning eyes keeping me still.

"Oh hell no." I closed the door in his face. "Liam, I'm not for your bullshit today."

"Come on bro, open the door!" My brother banged on my door. "I'm not leaving!"

"Then I hope you brought a tent with you." I walked away from the door and into the kitchen to get a water bottle for the night.

"Landon!" He continued to bang on my door, I was surprised it wasn't coming off the hinges. "I can see you!"

"I can see that." I took a sip of my water before sealing the top back on. "Do me and favor and leave."

"You're getting your sorry ass out of this house today and I mean it."

"And if I say no?"

"Dude! You need to live a little, stop being a-"

I threw open the door. "A bitch? Yeah I know." I sighed, walking back into the house. "Where are we going?" I knew he wasn't going to leave me alone for the night.

"Your club of course." He grinned in delight that he won this little battle.

"So I got off of work just to go back to work? Great." I picked up my jacket. "I'm not changing so don't expect me to." I was still in my suit from earlier.

"You look presentable so you're good to go." Rolling my eyes I grabbed my car key. "Can I drive?"

"Fuck no." I unlocked the car. "I'm not paying for this shit again."

"That was a one time thing."

"And it was the last." I threw my other set of keys at him. "Go lock up the house."

"What am I your bitch?"

"You're bringing me out of the house so yes for the next couple of hours you are."

"Touché." He did what was told before he climbed into the car, already touching shit.

"Can you keep your hands to yourself? The buttons aren't going anywhere." I was irritated to say the least.

"I hope you get laid tonight."

"I don't need anything." I rolled my eyes. "That's the quickest way to an STD and you know what type of guy I am."

"Yes all that lovey dovey shit." He cut on the radio.

"There's nothing wrong with being a one woman guy." I tried to educate him.

"I'm older than you so don't give me that, I'll settle when I want to."

"You can always get out of my car if I hurt your feelings." At that he was quiet the rest of the way there.

"You need to stop dying your hair." I also commented once we stepped out of the car. "Red doesn't look good on you."

"But the ladies will love it, that's all that matters." We both walked into the club, him being ignorant to my helpful advice that he didn't want to take.

My club was packed and it was because it was on a Friday night, I walked by tables that had all sorts of celebrations going on and I cringed back after seeing a couple fling themselves in front of me- unbiased of me- attacking each other to see who could tear off each other's clothes.

"What the hell." I growled before walking over to security. "Get those two out of my club now." I didn't care what they did but not in my club they were not. "Do your job and search for the rest, and not just look at the dancers stripping for your pleasure got it?"

"Y-Yes sir." He scurried away and I took a deep breath before heading up to the vip lounge where I knew my brother was.

It didn't come as a shock to me to see him already flirting with two girls and I sighed before sitting down.

"Do you want anything?" I looked up to see a waitress looking down at me sheepishly and I looked her up and down but she didn't catch my eye. She was a red head and red was not my favorite color for tonight.

I couldn't believe I was going to take my brothers advice. "A beer, thank you." I dismissed her.

I watched the girls giggle over what my brother was saying- which was nothing major- and it shocked me on how gullible they were.

"I don't wanna play no games, play no games. Fuck around and give you my last name..."

I heard the music in the club as she came back with my drink and I drunk it down before resting it there, I needed better beer in here that was for certain.

"Hey." Here we go. "Do you need some company?" I looked to see Sila Diane sitting next to me- the model.

Resting her hand on my thigh, I made quick work to shut her down. "I'm fine thank you." She seemed disappointed in my gentle let down and I could see she was pissed before she turned away.

The left side of my face felt like it was being attacked and my skin began to prickle and I turned my head in the direction where I felt it coming from.

A women stood by the bar, her eyes casted on me. I expected for her to turn her head when she saw me staring but she didn't.

That was new.

She had straight hair and she was a brunette, she had fair skin, almost like she was dipped in caramel and her dress.. fitted her just right, my eyes roamed the rest of her openly. I could see her chest heaving up and down- like she just got done dancing- and before I knew I was up and out of my seat.

"Where are you going?" Liam grabbed ahold of my arm. "Dude that was Sila Diane you just turned down."

"Send her my condolences." I rolled my eyes before snatching my hand arm away from his. He could have fun with her tonight if he wanted to.

Right now, I needed to go find the girl that held me captive for tonight.