I led the way up to the entrance of the club with Spencer glued to my side. So I may be a bit of an overprotective cop, but Spencer’s a beautiful girl and I don’t want her getting separated from me in this zoo of people waiting outside the club.

“Ashley, this is Ego!” Spencer yelled over the loud clamor of people. “There’s no way we’re getting in. I mean just look at all the people.”

“Come on” I said to Spencer, pulling her through the crowd.

Once we had forced our way to the front of the line, I greeted the bouncer, Mike, and he gave me a quick hello then led us through the door into the popular club. The sound of loud music instantly filled my ears as the bass pulsated throughout my entire body. I looked over to one of the many dance floors where a mob of people were grinding to a remixed version of Lady GaGa’s Just Dance. I then glanced over at Spencer, who seemed to be awestruck by the atmosphere, and took in how gorgeous she looked in her short black dress and stilettos.

“Ever heard the saying looks almost too good to eat?” I asked Spencer, speaking my words directly in her ear.

Spencer cocked her eyebrow at my question.

“Well let’s just say you look too hot to even touch.” I said, letting my longing eyes travel the length of her body.

“Yeah well I could say the same about you.” Spencer replied, suggestively trailing the back of her hand along my arm.

I took in a sharp breath at the pleasant sensation her fingertips left on my skin.

“Wow I think it just got ten degrees hotter in here.” I said in response to Spencer’s touch.

“Dance with me?” The younger blonde begged, pulling me toward the dance floor.

“Go on ahead without me while I get our drinks and I’ll be right there.” I answered releasing Spencer’s hand. “What do you want to drink?”

“I’ll have vodka and cranberry please.” Spencer replied. “Are you sure you don’t want me to come with you?”

“No you go on ahead, this will only take me a sec.” I said, urging Spencer out to the dance floor.