Claire’s POV
I giggled as I felt a pair of strong hands grab my waist while I danced to the beat of the loud music. I swayed my hips in rhythm with the man behind me, his hard arousal pressing right against my backside.
My head was spinning, and I couldn't stop laughing. This was all so new to me. I'd never let loose like this before. Now I finally understood why some people were so obsessed with parties and booze.
I raised my arms and bounced to the rhythm, feeling a kind of freedom I’d never experienced. This was the first time I truly let myself go. Kate practically dragged me to the bar tonight. She said I needed to forget what I saw at the restaurant—and this, apparently, was the only way to do it. And because I’m weak when it comes to her, I said yes. But honestly? I wasn't regret
