MAYA
The bass thumped through my veins like a second heartbeat as Nicole and I pushed through the crowded club entrance. Neon lights pulsed, bodies writhed on the dance floor, sweat-slicked and carefree. Exactly what I needed to forget him.
We found a high-top table near the edge of the VIP section. I slid onto the velvet stool, my short black dress riding up my thighs. Nicole looked stunning in her silver slip dress, but her eyes were full of worry as she studied me.
“Maya, seriously, what the hell is going on?” she asked once we ordered- two shots of tequila each and margaritas. “You never drag me to clubs like this. You look hot as hell, but your eyes are wrecked. Spill.”
I didn’t answer right away. The waitress returned fast, and I grabbed the first shot, tilting my head back and l
