City Lounge: New York (Book Two, Chapter Eleven: Party Night Out)

Chapter Eleven: Party Night Out:

Friday night.

Maggie and Naomi sat at the bar at a nightclub.

“Why am I out with you again?” Maggie asked. Naomi turned to her grinning.

“Why else?” she asked. “You need to get out more. How else are you ever getting laid?” Her friend narrowed her eyes at her.

“I don’t need your help,” she growled.

“Excuse me?” Naomi asked.

“Nothing,” Maggie lied. They looked out at the people dancing on the dancefloor. New York on a Friday night was the best. Saturday night sat right next to it. The women watched the brightly-colored lights flashing around them. Naomi leaned over on the bar.

“When was the last time we did this?” she asked.

“Last week,” Maggie said. Naomi tilted her head.

“Was it really?” she asked.

“Yes,” her friend said. The blonde thought about it for a second.

“Oh yes, so it was,” she said. Maggie rolled her eyes.

“Ladies,” they heard behind them. The women turned to see a black man about in his early twenties smiling at them. He had muscles for days under the flashing lights.

“Can I buy you a drink?” he asked. Maggie was about to open her mouth.

“Not for me,” Naomi was quick to say. Her friend turned to her, glaring.

“Naomi!” she hissed. The big man looked like he would fly away.

“Thanks,” he said. He sat down next to Maggie. She turned to her grinning friend.

“Why the hell did you do that?!” the black woman asked with her eyes. Naomi shrugged and looked back out on the dancefloor. Her eyes widened when the lights turned light purple.

She had red hair. Bright hair. Could such a woman exist? The lights looked so good against her pale skin and beaded bracelets. Time seemed to freeze around her as she danced. Although she only looked towards the bar in a short glance, she had her target sold. Naomi whistled as she set down her empty glass.

“I’m going in!” she said.

“What?” Maggied asked. Her best friend stood up and walked over to the red head dancing on the dancefloor.

“Naomi, wait!” the other woman shouted. “Don’t leave me alone with him!” Naomi was already gone.

“What did you say?” the man said next to Maggie. She turned her head with big eyes. Her “date” had a hurt look on his face. The woman quickly shook his head.

“Nothing!” she was quick to say. The man’s mood did a 180.

“Okay,” he said. “I’m Reggie. And you are?” The doctor lowered her eyes.

“Maggie,” she muttered under her breath.

“Maggie,” Reggie repeated. “You are really cute.”

“Thanks.” Her eyes trailed over to Naomi dancing with a red-haired woman. Why did her friend always have to do this every time she tried to hook her up with a random man that offered to buy her a drink. Rarely did this plan ever work. For every meeting that went right, ten more would end in humiliation and headaches. Maggie looked back at her friend dancing with the red head. How would this one turn out?

“She your friend?” someone asked in real life. Maggie turned her head.

“Huh?” she asked. Reggie stared at her with a curious look on his face. The doctor tried to resist his deep brown eyes.

“That woman dancing with the redhead, is she your friend?” he asked again.

“Uh… yeah,” Maggie said. “She’s my best friend, actually.”

“I see,” he said. “My friends bailed on me too.” Maggie tilted her head.

“You too?” she asked.

“Yeah,” Reggie said. “They’re dancing with random girls they hooked up with the other night.”

“Damn,” Maggie said. “Say, how about I buy you a drink instead?” The man gave her a funny look.

“Huh?” he asked. The doctor smiled.

“I want to buy you a drink,” she said. “We both could use one right now. Is that okay?” Reggie broke into a smile again. Those pearly white teeth shot Maggie through the heart.

“Sure,” he said. Maggie stuck up her hand. Reggie might not be boyfriend material, but looked like he could be friend material for the night. I am so going to get Naomi for this– again, the doctor thought as she gritted her teeth. For now, she tried to force herself to smile and be nice to her new companion. Revenge would have to come later on down the line.

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