Chapter 3
She brought out her wallet to pay for her drinks but the bar man shook his head and pointed to a guy sat by the far side.
'He's sorted out the bill.'
Ada turned to look at him and smiled at him. That was rather sweet of him but she was not going to go over. She raised a glass in acknowledgement then turned back to Linda and her friend.
'Guess what? Some guy over at the bar paid for our drinks.' She squealed.
Linda widened her eyes, 'Get out! No way, you lucky bitch.'
Ada shrugged playfully, her eyes gleaming, 'I know. That's never happened to me before.'
'Guess losing the shackles of your engagement is opening doors for you.' Mandy commented snidely.
Linda gasped, 'Mandy! What's the matter with you?'
Ada just shrugged again. Talk about the green eyed monster coming out to play, 'Oh don't worry, Linda. Say what you want, Mandy but I've been a very good girl all my life. If I want to let my hair down, well metaphorically speaking of course, and go wild then that's no one's business least of all you.'
She ended this statement with a smile to take the sting of it then turned back to Linda, 'Let's get drunk then go party!'
Two hours later, the three somewhat tipsy girls piled themselves in a cab and were on their way to a club called Vendome in Mayfair. A few drinks had turned Mandy slightly better and Ada was not thinking of jamming her heels up her nostrils anymore.
When they got to the club, the three girls made to queue up as Linda had put their names on the guest list, but the bouncer, apparently in a good mood and appreciating the beauty of the blonde, red-haired and blue-haired girls waved them in, ignoring the angry mutters from the crowd.
The three girls giggled their way in as they dropped their coats in the cloakroom and sashayed downstairs to the dance-floor.
Soon the girls were boogying away on the dance-floor as they shimmied to Pendulum's 'Tarantula.'
After thirty minutes of concentrated dancing, Ada stopped, pressing her hands to her side. Although she looked naturally athletic and toned, she and the gym were not best friends. They were not even frenemies. She was beyond knackered after a mere thirty minutes of dancing and she was gasping for water. She walked towards the bar to get a glass of water for her parched throat.
When she got there, she saw a large queue of people struggling to place their orders and nearly groaned in frustration. She could not wait here for that long. She swallowed, or tried to swallow some more spit but she could not even create anything in her parched mouth.
Crap, bollocks, wank!
She turned round to go back to the dance-floor and felt a gaze on her. She looked round and spotted a man sat on one of the VIP tables staring at her intently.
'Oh.' She gave a tiny gasp. She could not really see how he looked as he was sat in an unlit place but she could feel the intensity of his gaze.
She gulped, or tried to, then looked rapidly away. She made her way back to her girlfriends on the dance-floor and Linda asked her breathlessly, 'Where've you been, mate? The music is amazing.'
Ada just grinned back, she was still reeling from the look she had shared with the unknown man.
All of a sudden, some big-shouldered man came over to them and said in a clear, deep voice, 'My boss over there would like to see you.'
Ada glanced at where he was pointing instinctively and saw that it was the same man who had been staring at her. All of a sudden, her heart galloped causing her tummy to clench. Was she to play it cool or go over?
Mandy looked over as well and simpered sweetly at the man before hissing in a quick aside to the other girls, 'Come on, let's go over there! He's got a VIP table for fuck's sake.'
Ada raised her eyebrows. She would never have pegged Mandy for a gold-digging girl...errr, not.
Ada shrugged and turned to Linda who shrugged in return. Seems the question of playing it cool was out of her hands then. The three girls walked over to the table with the man leading them.
On getting there, Ada saw that there were three other men and two girls laughing among themselves. She felt those same eyes on her and turned to who it was, knowing immediately that he was the 'boss.'
Her mouth popped open as she saw the most gorgeous specimen of a hunk that she had ever seen. He had a clear icy blue stare and wavy golden blonde hair. Although he was sitting down, Ada could swear on her life that he was tall. Towering over her petite 5'4 frame, that was for sure. She quickly shut her mouth as she saw his gaze turn amused at her blatant ogling.
Play it cool, remember. She thought to herself. She sniffed once then turned over to smile at the other three men who were introducing themselves.