~Melissa~
The bar was dimly lit, the wall was made with exposed brick and beautiful bulbs casting warm light across the polished wood. Jazz music played low in the background…giving the place an ethereal feel.
I spotted Aria immediately.
She sat at the bar in a dress that could only be described as a statement. Her metallic gold dress caught every flicker of light, with a plunging neckline and a slit up her thigh that was borderline illegal. Her purple hair was styled in loose waves that cascaded over one bare shoulder. With her red lips and Smokey eyes. She looked like she’d just stepped off a runway.
“There’s my girl!” She waved me over, as her bracelet jangled on her wrist.
I slid onto the stool beside her, suddenly very aware of my simple black jeans and cream sweater. “You look i
