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time, she decided that eight o’clock would give her enough time to take a nap and relax a little. “Eight sounds great. I need some rest after today,” she said, crawling over to her pillow and letting out an exhausted sigh.
    “Just make sure you’re up by five. I’ll come over and we can get ready together.”
    Sophie slid off the bed and strolled out of the room.
    Kate rolled over to the edge of her bed and looked down at Elle. “Are you going to sleep on my floor?”
    “Maybe. It depends on whether I can make it to my room or not.” With shaky arms, Elle slowly got to her hands and knees and then crawled out of the room.
    ***
    “Hurry up, Kate! I don’t want to miss our reservations!” Sophie banged on the door impatiently.
    “I know. I’m coming!” Kate swiped on her lip gloss and took one final look at herself in the mirror.
    Tonight is definitely a hunting night, she thought to herself. Feeling a slight boost in confidence, she grabbed her clutch and headed out.
    “Now, that is an outfit,” Elle said while eyeing Kate as she walked into the room.
    “Thanks. You look great too.” Then again, Elle always looked great. Her tall tan frame and perfect body put other girls to shame. She had legs that went on for miles and the sort of exotic features that people paid money for.
    “The boys at Rain are not going to know what hit them,” Sophie chimed in with a smile.
    Kate looked over at Sophie. She stood only a few inches shorter than Elle but was just as graceful and beautiful. Her blunt cut bangs framed her large doe eyes and her pin straight white-blond bob accentuated the sleek lines of her face. With a wardrobe any fashion aficionado would love, Sophie always looked as if she walked off the cover of Vogue .
    Stepping forward, Elle wrapped her long arms around her two best friends. “Are you guys ready to go hunting?” she asked in a sultry voice.
    “Ready.” They nodded.
    “Let’s go find you girls some prey,” Sophie said in her sing-song voice. She bounded out the door and both Kate and Elle followed behind, fast on her heels.
    ***
    They made it to Rain around ten o’clock. The night was still young and the club was just starting to get crowded. Once they made their way around the dance floor, they found an empty table and ordered a round of drinks.
    “Well, so far, I’m not seeing anything. I want some big game, not a small easy catch.” Elle slumped down in her seat, looking depressed.
    Kate and Sophie laughed at the hunting terminology she used, but realized that she was pretty much right. When it came to Elle, very few men were actually her “type.”
    “Oh, come on, we just got here. You never know what will happen,” Sophie said confidently. “Let’s dance.”
    Elle rolled her eyes but complied. “I’ll give it until midnight.”
    An hour later, the dance floor was packed. Kate was surrounded by sweaty bodies and the heat was suffocating. Looking for an out, she motioned to her two friends that she was taking a break and made her way off the dance floor. As she walked through the crowd of bodies pressed together, swaying to the fast rhythm of the music, she felt the weight of someone’s stare. Hesitantly, she looked to the side and caught the face of a man following her with his eyes. A chill ran up her spine, and she felt the hairs on her arms stand up. She quickly turned her attention to the direction of the bar and told herself to stop being paranoid. After all, she was at a club; people were everywhere.
    Finally at the bar, she waited patiently for the bartender to work his way toward her. She took a moment to observe the people surrounding her. One of the things she always loved about Philly was the mix of cultures that flooded the city. It was a melting pot and everyone came from different walks of life. She couldn’t imagine living in a place that didn’t have a mesh of cultures. She loved it. Still lost in thought and playing with a cardboard coaster, she felt