CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
The party music swirled around me, a few drunks ramming into me but I was used to it by now. When I was still sober, I felt a little bit self-conscious but once the alcohols starts to take effect, a certain boldness always seemed to take over, all my inhibitions down. I hadn’t gotten a chance for Luca to meet Niran and the girls because he was snatched off by some girl right at the door. Lucky him.
“Twelve O’clock,” Angie whispered in my ear.
I dragged my attention across the room and sure enough, a rather good-looking guy was openly checking me out but he quickly looked away when our gazes met for the briefest second, his cheeks flushing. A smirk crawled up my face, knowing maybe my night wasn’t going to be all lonely and depressing after all. Niran was already tipsy
