Mya and I get ready for the club in her room, only because she's insisting I wear a dress she bought me. Its just as slutty as hers and the other girls, or so she assures me. We know Truex won't let it happen if he sees me. So, we plan on leaving without the boys and meet them there.

"We have to hurry. I'm sure Easton is chomping at the bit to leave."

"Is Truex talking to him yet?" Mya asks, curiously.

I shrug, "He told me he would."

"Wow, that was fast." She replies, stunned.

"Well, its not like Truex is truly upset about what he did. If anything, I should be pissed at Easton. He definitely got us good. I can respect that." I say, impressed.

She scoffs. "Only you could forgive someone with the snap of your fingers."

"You weren't there. There was nothing malicious about what he did." I explain.

"True, I don't think Easton ever comes from a bad place." She states, honestly.

"So, why be mad at him?" I ask.

"You're right. Still, Truex doesn't forgive easily. I'm just surprised he said he'd talk to him, after seeing his face I thought he'd rip into him rather than speak to him."

"I begged." I admit, quietly. I hear her amused shock and add, quickly, "Plus, I pointed out that he wasn't upset about the marriage. So, he can't stay angry with him."

"Oh, B. It's like marriage made you grow up." She teases.

I glare at her. "Never."

She grins and shoves the dress she bought at me. "Put it on." I take off my top and jeans. When I hear her laugh I ignore it. I know exactly what she's laughing about, but don't care. Batman is awesome.

I grab my phone knowing Truex will be calling soon, and we leave the room walking quietly to the elevator. "You do realize he's not even on this floor." I tell her, quietly.

"Then why are you whispering?" she asks, making us both laugh. The doors the the elevator opens revealing Easton.

"What the heck are you doing here?" I asked, slightly panicked.

"I was on my way to your room." He replies, easily.

"You were supposed to be there an hour ago." I point out.

"I was tired. Plus, Treux is still angry. I thought it's be best to give him some space."

"Well, we're headed to One Oak and meeting the guys there." Mya states, pushing the button for the lobby. "The girls are all waiting for us in front of the hotel." She tells me.

"Why aren't we leaving together?" He asks, confused.

"Because, Truex Drama Marshall will have something to say about her dress." Mya answers him.

He looks me up and down. "He's just going to say something at the club." He replies, not understanding our logic.

"But we'll already be there. At least this way I wont be forced to change. Truthfully, I didn't bring any clubbing dresses and this is the only one I have."

"Thanks to me. You're welcome." Mya says, smugly.

"I already said, thank you." I remind her.

"Just like to hear you repeat it. Its so nice." She states, smiling. The elevator goes up to our suite floor and Mya starts to push Easton off.

"I'm going. I'm going. You both better hurry though. I'm telling on you as soon as he answers the door." He states, ominously. I gasp and hit the close door button on the elevator. We make one stop for other guests before we walk as fast as we can through the lobby and to the front doors.

Becca is waiting by a van and smiles when she sees us. "Get in, hurry! They're coming." Mya yells. I climb in after Becca and Mya is right behind me pushing frantically. I laugh as the door closes and Mya tells the driver to take us to One Oak.

"Where are the guys?" Becca asks, looking back at the hotel.

"We're meeting them there." Mya, states breathing hard. As we pull away I turn to see Truex, Easton, Tate and three others standing at the curb getting into another vehicle.

"That was close." I sing, just as my phone rings. I look at Mya, smirking. We high five each other smiling, in triumph.

"Hello, hubby." I answer, knowing its him.

"What the hell are you doing?" He asks, frustrated.

"Going to the club. You're right behind us, right?"

"Why didn't you tell us you were leaving? I thought we talked about this at the house. I like to know where you're at."

"Well, I knew Easton would tell you." I lie, to cover my own ass.

"Wait for us outside the club." He orders.

I sigh, loudly. "Fine, but I'm not changing." I state, before I hang up. "He wants us to wait for them outside the club."

"We're here, just make sure you pull the dress down before he sees you." She suggests.

We pile out of the van, I do as Mya told me to and pull down the skirt as far as I can. We huddle together, the night air has a nip to it. We only wait a minute before I hear Easton's loud laugh and watch as Truex is the first one out of the vehicle and comes striding towards us. My heart skips a beat as his eyes scan me from head to toe, not missing a thing.

Before he can say a word, I repeat, "I'm not changing. Don't make a big deal out of this."

He takes my hand and pulls me towards him as we all make our way into the club. I glance up at him as we walk, trying to gage his reaction. He didn't seem upset or mad about us leaving him at the hotel, or the dress, which was opposite of the phone call. The music is loud as we are lead upstairs to a private lounge area. The table is filled with bottles and mixers, kinda like an open bar of sorts. There is a long dark grey couch, over sized chairs, a large balcony that overlooks the dance floor and the DJ booth.

He leads me to the couch but Mya stops me and pulls me to the balcony. Truex releases me and again I'm shocked, but I'm not going to dwell on it. I'm here for Mya. I see the club coming alive as the music plays and the Mya looks ready to let loose.

"Drinks!" She yells, excitedly.

I smile at her and nod. I've already decided I'm not drinking as much as I did yesterday. I just can't. Absolutely, no shots. I notice there's no beer, I panic a little until a bucket filled with ice and beer bottles are set down by the waitress. I take one as I watch Mya fill shot glasses. Decideing I better scram before she makes me take one, I notice Truex sitting on the end of the couch watching me intently. I grab him a beer as well and walk over to him.

I sit next to him and hand him the bottle. "Are you okay?" I have to ask.

He nods, "Fine."

I roll my eyes, something is up with him. I don't know what it is but since he doesn't seem angry, maybe he just wants me to have a good time with the girls? Which, is really what we are here for.

"Great." I reply, not going to push the issue. I stand up and join the others who are definitely having fun. Shots are passed around but by the time Mya starts making me take a shot glass, she's too drunk to realize I'm pouring them in the bucket of ice. When the Dj calls for a panty contest I watch as girls start to hold there dirty underwear in the air hoping to get chosen.

Mya turns to me, "Give me your underwear!"

"What! No, way!" I refuse.

"Please, they'll win!" She begs.

"Win what, exactly?" I ask in disgust.

"It doesn't matter. Give them to me! Or I take them off myself." I don't hesitate, I know her well. She'll do it. I start to bring them down and laugh hysterically as Mya scoops them up. She goes to the balcony, holding up my glow in the dark batman underwear, they literally look like they're for toddler boys and shouts to get the attention of the DJ. Exactly as she thought the DJ loves them and tells her to come to the stage. We laugh as she makes her way giddy with excitement.

"Thank you for giving my future wife your underwear. She's always wanted to win a panty contest." Tate says, standing next to me at the balcony.

"Who knew batman was so popular?" I ask, jokingly.

He shakes his head. "I had no idea either."

"I bet if you would've worn your Spider-Man pair you would've lost. You can't mess with Batman, he always wins." Easton states, knowingly.

Tate gives him a puzzled look. "How do you know what kind of underwear she has?"

"I had to pack for her lazy ass." He replies, shoving me.

I feel a hand seek around my waist and turn to look up at Truex. "I just made her the happiest women in the whole world." I tell him, amused.

Again he doesn't respond just glances at me and back to the stage. His coldness is starting to annoy me now. "What is going on with you?" I question, wanting a straight answer.

"Did you really have to take your panties off, here?" He asks. I look at him unsure of his reaction.

"Yes, because she would've taken them off of me If I haven't." I explain.

He nods, but doesn't seem satisfied with that answer. Deciding enough is enough, I pull him to the couch. "Out with it. You're being ridiculous. Just tell me what is bothering you."

He growls low in his throat. "It bothers me that you left without me. It bothers me that you are wearing something that belongs in the bedroom, and it bothers me you just took your underwear off in front of a room full of people."

"Mya bought me this dress for tonight. We left because you tend to have a opinion on my outfits. And I took my undies off for her because, fuck it, she asked for them and I need to make up for what I did yesterday. If she asked for blood or a kidney, I'd give it. She's my one and only best friend and has stuck by me through a lot. I owe her."

He watches me as I explain but doesn't respond. "You're not drinking." He points out.

"I know. I can't handle too much tonight." I tell him, as he pulls me closer to his side. "Try to have fun, okay? Have you talked to Easton?" I inquire.

He shakes his head, no. "Why not?" I question, kind of whinny, but I can't help it.

"There wasn't time."

I smirk, "Want me to bring him over?" He shakes his head, why does he do this? "Stop, going mute." I order.

"No, I don't want to talk to him." He states, distracted. All of a sudden he gets up and stalks toward a joyful Mya, who just rejoined that party. He says something to her and she rolls her eyes, laughing and hands over my undergarment.

He takes it back to me and I can't help but giggle.

Sitting back down next to me I lean into him. "My hero." I state, kissing his cheek.

He turns towards me and captures my lips with his, when he's done he asks, "Can we leave yet?"

I shake my head sadly. "Nope, not until we have to pick Mya up off the floor."