Chapter 3
2125 Words
Chapter Three
"Check this out already," Bianca screamed, running to Michelle and Tracey who were seated at the edge of the bed, respectively busy with their phones.
"Do you even need our opinion on your outfit?" Tracey asked with a groan while Michelle just shook her head negatively and looked back at her screen.
"Say something Mich," Bianca implored, turning around to display her outfit.
"For goodness sake, you've been changing a thousand times now. Can we please get going to the damn party?" She questioned, infuriated at her friends.
"Yes, we can," Bianca responded abjectly and they both nodded with a smile.
"Yes, let's go," Tracey announced, leading the way out of the house.
The trio stepped into the car and the driver pulled the wheels into action.
Dressed in a black bum-short and a pink crop top that covers half of her belly is Tracey, she has a black boots on her legs with chains on her neck, and she has a wild style.
"This sucks Traceee," Bianca noticed, pointing to her hair with an emphasis on Tracey's name.
"She is nothing but a little weird girl," Michelle smirked and they both laughed, except Tracey who pulled out a mirror from her purse and was expecting her face.
Minutes later, the three ladies arrived at the clubhouse, where they will be clubbing their lives out.
"This will be fun," Tracey clamored with excitement as they made their way into the main building.
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Richard was stunned to see who was in front of him, maybe because he wasn't expecting to see her in such place and all dressed like a call girl.
"I'm sorry..." Sandy managed to respond after a few seconds of losing herself staring at the man in front of her.
"Ohh, there's nothing to be sorry about, it's okay. I'm sorry too, we both bumped into ourselves," Richard assured with a little smile that melted Sandy's heart.
"I will go get myself clean up, excuse me..."
"Can I come with you?" Sandy asked immediately as Richard was about to walk away.
"Sure, yes," he answered and she trailed behind him.
They entered the washroom and Richard took off his shirt. Sandy gasped at the sight in front of her, she never imagined herself so close to Richard not to talk of being alone with him shirtless.
"Let me help you out," she offered after watching him for a second struggling to clean the stain off his shirt. She reached out and take the shirt from him, making their proximity extremely compromising, she inhaled his manly and sweet fragrance, his cologne must be really expensive.
Richard is also aware of their closeness, he can hear her heart beating fast and this makes him feel nervous, he took a step backward, to reduce the tension between them.
"Here, it is better now," Sandy exclaimed, stretching out his shirt, he took it with a smile and snuggled it into his perfect body.
Struggling to button up, Sandy noticed and moved forward to help him out.
"Let me help you," she offered without waiting for his response, taking the buttons one after the other, she fit them into the holes properly.
"Done," she announced, tucking the strains of hairs behind her ears.
"Can we go now?" Richard asked.
"Absolutely," she conceded as they made their way out of the restroom.
"I wasn't expecting to see you here," Richard strike a conversation as they walked back to the bar.
"Wasn't expecting you here either," Sandy replied with a smile, looking at him before taking a glass of drink.
"Fine, that's true. Harry dragged me here. When I mean dragged is not by force though, I just didn't have a choice," Richard confessed making a puppy face while Sandy laughed at his childish demeanor.
"So, did you know about this place? Did you come with your friends or perhaps your boyfriend?" Richard asked and she scoffed, taking a sip.
"Just like you, Harry invited me. No, I didn't come with my boyfriend or something," he answered and Richard chuckled.
"Now where the hell is Harry," Richard wondered and Sandy shook her head to display her innocence about his where about.
"Can't believe he just dumped me here," he cursed and Sandy took a glance at his smooth and sexy lips which can be seen with the buzzing lights.
The music was sounding loud, Sandy moved her head along with the beats while Richard just steal a glance at her.
"Seems like you're in the mood for a dance?" Richard asked and she took his hand immediately, drawing him to the dancing arena.
She threw her body at him and rocked him with her backside, Richard is a good dancer and she likes it. She smiled to herself and swirled to face him, her hand around his shoulder, and his hands tightly wrapped around her waist. They took a step and looked into each other's faces, she smiled and she smiled back at her heart.
Her whole body is on fire as Richard held her strongly in his arms, she bend her and swirl her in circles before turning her up to face him, they took another step with one hand on his shoulder and one hand on her waist. Sandy smiled to herself, she enjoys it and wishes for the moment to last forever.
But if wishes were horses right?
The music came to an end and they were both exhausted, Richard grasped for air as he returned to his seat. Sandy follow suit, satisfied.
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"Hello sweetheart," Harry called out as he approaches a lady who stood with two of her friends.
"Hey boy," she exclaimed as they both share a quick kiss to greet each other.
"Gross," Michelle muttered but they all heard anyway. It was Bianca who just shared a kiss with Harry.
"Can we go have some fun?" Harry asked, offering out a hand, Bianca took it with a smile and they both walked to the dancing floor.
"See you bitches later," she yelled.
"b***h," Michelle cussed, walking away from Tracey who was carried away by a super handsome dude.
She made her way to the bar, took a glass, and sat down. She just wants to drink and clear off her mind, especially Rose's words, they aren't really gone from her head.
"Hey pretty, care for a company?" A baritone voice asked behind her, she turned to behold the red hair guy who stood with a ring on his nose.
Without saying anything, she took her drink again, sipped and pour it out on his face before walking away.
"Fuvk you, baby," the guy yelled but she didn't turn back.
Michelle walked into the VIP section of the club and sat down on one of the couches adjacent to Richard's, she sips in her drink and breath in relief.
The pool dancer captivated her, she watches with keen interest and decided to do a little pool dance.
Meanwhile, in Richard's seat, he sat with Sandy beside him, she has been with him after the dance and it's pretty awkward sitting with his personal assistant in the club but it's better than sitting alone and watching the pool dancers.
"Do you like her?" Sandy asked as she notices Richard's eyes on the new pool dancer who just graced the pool with new energy.
"Hell no," he defended with a loud voice and Sandy chuckled.
"Maybe I should try the pool dance," she teased and he let out a little laughter.
"You will suck at that. This is nothing compared to organizing a conference Sand," he mocked but Sand smaled at his jokes and sense of humor, the way he pronounces her name as Sand lightens her heart as well.
The figure at the pool distracted Richard's attention once again, he gasped at her skills and sultry dance adventures. He was amazed, maybe pool dancers and not so bad after all, that was his thoughts as he smiled widely to himself.
He tried to see her face as she exited the pool arena but couldn't, only her retreating figure is what lingers in his memory, she has shot hair and wears short pants which reveals her abdomen.
"Hey, guys, what's up? You both are having fun together right?" Harry asked, appearing with a charming smile.
"You sold out your best friend in a club, the best way to go," Richard responded as Harry jumped in between them, sitting in the middle of Richard and Sandy.
"I wanted to buy her some time to toast her crush. So, how did it go sweetheart?" Harry questioned with a smirk, looking into Sandy's eyes. She hit his chest and he whined at her outburst.
"p*****t," Sandy responded, feeling her heart beating faster. She was feeling nervous about Harry blowing up her feelings for Richard in front of him. Richard just stood without uttering a word, none of them did either.
"Shall we go get a drink?" Harry inquired, trying to ease the tension that was building between them.
"Sure, why not?" Sandy agreed, already on her feet.
Richard stood up as well and they three went to the bar side of the club.
"Let's go to the game arena, I want to beat someone's ass tonight," Harry boasted as they all grab a glass.
"A chess game?" Sandy suggested.
"Bored," Harry protested.
"Straight to the real deal baby,"
"Billiard" he added as they walked to the billiards table where the cue balls are.
Harry and Richard grabbed cue sticks, fans stood by to watch the match between the two, and Sandy was cheering on as well.
The crowd started gathering and things were getting crazier when they noticed Richard as Mr. Height. Many left to go call some of their friends from the other arenas of the clubhouse to come see the famous and handsome Mr. Height.
Richard is topping the game, leading to more cheer and clapping. It was a crazy bet from Harry that whoever loses will have to obey the wishes and request of the other.
In the seventh round Harry took charge and is leading, he smiled mischievously to himself and slaps Richard's arm playfully with a smirk. Richard gave him a warning glance as they made for the final round of the game.
Bianca was at the game's arena, she ran out immediately to call Tracey and Michelle when she heard of Mr. Height. Every lady in New York is his crush and she was no exception. She found Tracey at the dancing hall with a guy and Michelle in the VIP section.
"Common girls, you all need to see this surprise for yourselves," she announced, grabbing them by the arm and dragging them to the game's arena.
"I'm not in for any stupid game tonight, Bianca," Michelle warned, slipping away from her grip.
"I promise you, this is no silly game," she explained.
"Then tell me what it is first..."Michelle was about to protest when she grabbed her and continued her journey.
"It is a surprise of a lifetime and I know you will all like it," she yelled as they stepped inside the game arena.
"See who we have," he exclaimed, pointing at Richard, Tracey caught his figure and covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming.
"Ohh my god," she exclaimed with two hands on her chest as she talks a step forward.
"He is sexier in reality than in the picture," he confessed as her eyes is fixed on Richard's body.
"What nonsense is this? Who is this person and why did you bring me here to see him?" Michelle fumed at her friends.
"It's Mr. Heiiiighhhttttt," Bianca screamed.
"Wait... don't tell me you can't recognize him?" Tracey questioned surprisingly, looking at Michelle.
"I don't give a fuvk about that Man," she responded and her friends laughed.
"Attention buddies and the main ass," Harry's voice drew their attention to where he was sounding from, they can all see him.
"I kicked the city's crush's ass," he announced, laughing while looking at Richard. The crowd let out a protest, he waved at them to calm the noise.
"And according to our agreement, he will obey my command for tonight," Harry announced and another round of murmurs arose from the crowd.
"Here is the challenge Mr. Height..." Harry pauses and looks at Richard who is now nervous, one can still see that he was even though he's trying hard to hide it by maintaining a smiling face.
His heart races, not because he isn't capable of fulfilling Harry's request but because he knows his best friend is crazy.
"To kiss just one lady, right here, right now," Harry's voice sounded and Richard let out a loud cuss.
"Damn you.."
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