pushed.
"I don't have girls who are friends. I don't know how to... gossip." She actually giggled.
"Here. I'll go first if that helps,” Quinn started. "I'm kinda seeing someone."
"And, by seeing someone, she means screwing one of my best friends," Sam laughed hysterically.
"Big Mike?" Ariel spun in her seat, mouth agape.
"Soooo, Viv, that's how it works," she giggled.
"Luca asked her to dinner tonight,” Sam spoke up. “ She said no, and now we're here.”
"Wait, you had a chance to have dinner with that hunk and you opted for drinks with us? No offense, but that's crazy talk," Ariel offered, as she received her drink from her waiter.
"He came to my apartment last night," she admitted, as she sipped her drink.
"Did you sleep together? No, that man would fuck. He's a closet freak, I can tell," Quinn announced.
"He wanted to, but I sent him home. It was unprofessional," she chugged her cocktail. "Another?"
"Why the hell would you kick him out? He is sexy as hell," Ariel spoke up.
"Screw professionalism. Sorry, Viv, but he's not going to be around for long. Have some fun," Sam added.
"It's not like people aren't sleeping together at the office anyway," Quinn chuckled as Sam bumped her elbow, giving her a look.
"Somehow, I had a feeling," she laughed, taking down her second drink. "It doesn't matter, though. He came with Alexa. I'm sure she will be happy to entertain him."
"Is that honestly how you are going to justify this?" Ariel pushed.
"What do you want me to say? Yes, I think he is exceptionally attractive, but he knows it. He's cocky, arrogant, completely full of himself, narcissistic and manipulative. Besides, he's with Suzy Q over there."
"Did you ever stop to think that he only asked her out to get under your skin? Chicks do that shit all the time. Trust me, I'm the queen at that game," Quinn added.
"I'll admit. I kinda agree with Kitten over here. Dude is hypnotized by you. Just look at him."
They all stopped to stare at Luca from across the club, who was snuggled up nice and cozy with Ms. Alexa. Nibbling on her ear, he refused to remove his eyes from Viv. His eyes bore into her like lasers. He had her right in the palm of his hand, and right where he wanted her.
"I think shots are in order," Viv spoke up, quaking in her heels.
"I think I like this version of you more and more," Ariel cheered.
"We came here to have a good time, not talk about that hot mess over there," Viv said, as she waved over the personal waiter. "Quinn, you'll love these. Can I get four shots of 3 Wise Men?"
"Going hard tonight, I see," the waiter asked with a chuckle.
"My there favorite men – Jim, Jack, and Johnny." She winked at the cute waiter.
"Coming right up, sweetheart.
"Can I get a pass tomorrow when I'm face down on my desk?" Sam joked.
"HA, no," she smiled and winked at Sam.
Feeling the buzz of her cosmopolitans, Viv eyed Luca, who was now dancing with Alexa. Their bodies rocked together as a Jason Derulo's, "Want to Want Me" came on. She stared him down, trying to decide what his game was. Last night, he was all but ready to jump her bones and, now, he was grinding his pecker into his coworker. What the fuck? The song sang, as the waiter delivered their shots.
"Thanks, sweet cheeks. Bring us another round in ten minutes." She winked at the man.
"You really are trying to get us drunk," Ariel giggled.
"Go hard or go home," Viv preached, as she slung her shot back.
After her third shot, Viv was ready to let loose. She didn't want to think or speak about Luca, only dance the feelings away. Watching Luca and Alexa leave the dance floor, Viv stood from the booth.
"Alright, girls. Time to show these boys how to do it."
The group hooted and hollered as they made their way to the dance floor. As soon as Rihanna's song, "Work" came blaring through the speakers, the girls were ready to cut loose. The bass from the amps thumped through her body, making her feet vibrate. Shimmying her body, she