Marissa POV
"I am just appreciating the view," he replied. His voice dropped into that low, dangerous vibration that made my stomach do a slow flip. "I have been waiting a long time for this view."
I felt the heat crawl up my neck. I was just about to open my mouth and ask exactly what he meant by "a long time" when a screech echoed from the edge of the VVIP lounge, cutting through the heavy bass like a jagged blade.
"Hey! Get your hands off me, you oversized refrigerator!"
I’d know that drunk, high-pitched wail anywhere. Hailey. She was trying to charge past a bodyguard who looked like he had been carved out of granite. He had his arm out like a steel beam, and she was bouncing off it, her chocolate brown gown shimmering under the red lights as she struggled to keep her balance.
"Hai
