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conversation is about to. “I don't know...”
     
    “What if she does? How are you gonna meet her?”
     
    That...is a valid point. You meet one nighters, twice a weekers at the races and here at Olympus. Women like that...I don't know where you meet them and I don't know how. Most of the time if I'm not out tagging, helping around the shop, racing, partying here or doing work for the man known as 'The Devil', I'm hanging around the apartment. Guess I'm not really accessible to the type of shit I'm looking for huh?
     
    “What's she gonna do? Fall in your lap?” Ben sarcastically states right as a girl trips over my foot and falls in my lap.
     
    Seriously?
     
    “Sorry!” She squeaks, quickly trying to get up. “So sorry!”
     
    “It's cool.” I help her back to her feet, briefly drinking in her curvy mocha body in the bright orange backless dress. “Be careful...”
     
    Sheepishly she apologizes once more, giving me a soft smile, brown eyes lit up. “Sorry again.”
     
    Before I can say anything else she rushes off. With my eyes following her, my brain racks itself to try to figure out where exactly I know her face from.
     
    I fucking hate that, don't you?
     
    Ben completely un-phased by the gorgeous drop of chocolate that split herself in my lap nudges me in the side. “Cuz, is that Knoxie over there?”
     
    I follow his line of sight across the club to see her swaying her hips with her hands in the air, cloaked in a black mini skirt and a top that looks like it zips up, but isn't zipped very far.
     
    If she wasn't basically my sister mom creation, I could see the appeal.
     
    “She's so fuckin' hot,” Ben groans and adjusts his crotch. “Why hasn't Madden hit that yet?”
     
    With a shrug, I search the crowd for my brother knowing if she's here and dressed like that, he's not far behind. Once I spot him leaned against a pillar with a drink in his hand watching her intensely, I smile to myself.
     
    You see that shit? Even Madden wants more than a quick fuck. More than one nightstand after one nightstand. You can see it in the way he tenses any time a dude gets too close to Knoxie. Why doesn't he just go after it? Fuck, why don't I? Sure, his is standing right in front him, but I can't help feeling like mine has passed me by.
     

Jovi
 
    “I hate heels!” I gripe to Hayli, who is moving her shoulders to the music at the high top table she saved for us.
     
    “Well flip-flops don't really go with your outfit,” Hayli teases lifting her drink.
     
    I know. She's not funny. But the more intoxicated she gets the funnier she truly believes she is.
     
    My sarcastic look causes her to roll her green eyes. “Fine. Why now?”
     
    “I tripped on my way back from bathroom. Over some guy’s foot!” She tries to hide a snicker and I snap, “It's not funny Hayli! It was fucking mortifying.”
     
    “Was he hot?”
     
    “Does that matter?”
     
    “Uh....yeah...”
     
    Don't agree with her! It's not a valid question.
     
    “I don't know,” I grump trying to remember the guy's face, but can only remember his bright blue eyes.
     
    They were like blindingly blue. They were beautiful. That I do remember.
     
    “What I do know is he probably got a good glimpse of the barely there underwear I'm wearing under this thing.”
     
    “At least you're wearing underwear,” her optimism is said with a smirk before she bites the cherry that was floating in her drink.
     
    With a shake of my head I look out at the sea of moving bodies that remind me of a Van Gogh painting.
     
    Why are you smiling at me like that? Do you like Van Gogh too or is it because I mentioned him when picking this dress?
     
    “We're gonna go join the masses in just a minute,” Hayli insists while slowly licking a drip of her drink off her finger, most likely for an on looker.
     
    “No rush,” I whisper under my breath.
     
    It's not that I don't like dancing. I love dancing! I just....you ever feel out of place or like