That night, I went to Azalea's house, and we began getting ready there. We styled our hair and applied our makeup at her place. I chose to wear a black strapless dress that barely reached below my ass, pairing it with black strappy high heels.
When we heard the guys outside, we walked out of the house, and Adam stood there, staring at me.
"Well, I can see why guys like to grab your attention at the club," Adam commented.
“I am not going to apologize for what I'm wearing. And if any guy can't take no for an answer then that's when they get kicked in the nuts.” I said.
“We're going to have to stay alert tonight,” Adam said, glancing at Holden.
“I’m used to it. Azalea has been a wild card for far too long,” Holden replied.
When we arrived at the club, the music was booming, and the
