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“Thankfully Matt will be
there to get rid of anyone we don’t want bothering us.” Sometimes we had Matt
act as a boyfriend, warding off guys who couldn’t take the hint.
    One more quick glance in the mirror and we were off
to enjoy our evening.

~3~
    Sara

 
    By the time we found a parking spot and walked to
the front of the club, it was just after nine o’clock. Matt was waiting for us
on the sidewalk, looking like he’d stepped right out of a J Crew ad. Wearing
dark jeans, a fitted light grey polo shirt and brown boots, he was quite the
sight to behold. He was one of the few guys I saw who could look good with
wearing his collar up.
    After we finished greeting one another, we glanced
at the line and realized it snaked around the corner. I really wanted to go in,
but I wasn’t too sure about the long-ass wait.
    “Come on, guys, let’s go,” Matt said as he grabbed
each of our hands and pulled us toward the guy with the clipboard.
    “Matt, don’t we have to go to the end of the line?”
I asked, eyeing up the other waiting customers.
    “No, I know one of the bartenders working tonight. He
said he would put us on the list. So let’s go, shall we?” I instantly reached
up and kissed him on his gorgeous cheek, thankful he had connections.
    As soon as we walked in, we noticed how big the place
was, much larger than it looked from the outside. Private sitting areas
littered either side of the enormous room, each with four black leather sofas
running the length of each wall.
    It was cozy while still managing to be classy.
    The dance floor was smack-dab in the middle of the space,
the house music at a tolerable level. People were already busy having a great
time, swaying and grinding to the beats thrumming through the large speaker
system.
    There was a very large bar straight ahead and an
area set up for actual bands to play. There wasn’t anyone scheduled that night,
though, which was a little disappointing. I loved to discover new music. Local
talent was certainly in abundance around our area.
    As we walked, we almost missed the second floor
towering above us, a DJ booth hidden in the center of it. S o that’s where the music is coming
from.
    First impressions were everything, and Throttle was
a club I could definitely see us coming to over and over again.
    “Let’s head back to the bar to grab some drinks
before it becomes way too crowded for us to even order anything,” Alexa hollered
over the increasing music.
    “Don’t worry about it. My friend Colin said he’s
working the bar. I just have to find him.” Matt grabbed both of our hands again
and led us toward our drink hookup.
    Finding him easily enough, we had our double orders
in less than five minutes. I tried not to make eye contact with the people who
had obviously been waiting before us. I could feel them giving us the evil eye.
    We were lucky enough to find an open seating area,
enough room for all three of us. “I can definitely see us coming here a lot,”
Alexa voiced as she winked at some random guy passing by with his friends. She didn’t
waste any time. I wasn’t as aggressive, which was totally okay with me. But I
couldn’t fault her for her forwardness, either. She knew what she wanted and
she went for it.
    I was envious of that kind of confidence.
    “Lex, can we be here for twenty minutes before you start
stalking your prey?” Matt asked as he hit her shoulder with his, giving her a
wink.
    She laughed. “You know me better than that by now,
sweetie.”
    “I do.” He looked over at me and shrugged, knowing
Alexa would continue to be Alexa, no matter what.
    We’d been sitting
for about an hour before we needed a refill. Since Matt bought us the first
round, I announced I would go for the next one. I wasn’t sure
whether or not Colin would remember me from a two-second introduction an hour before,
but I would give it a shot.
    I made my way through the ever-growing crowd,
knocking into a few people on my way. How
am I going to