Ashley
The bass reverberated through my chest as I watched Zach weave through the crowd, phone pressed against his ear. His brow furrowed in that concentrated way I knew so well, the way that made a small crease appear between his eyebrows. He mouthed "sorry" to me before disappearing around a corner, leaving me alone with Harrison and Jessica.
"So, what do you think of my sister's club?" Harrison asked, leaning in close so I could hear him over the music. His cologne, something woody with hints of citrus drifted toward me.
I took another look around the space. The lighting was perfect, dim enough to feel intimate but bright enough to see the thoughtful design elements. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, casting prismatic reflections across the dark walls. The bar was a masterpi
