“You never know, tonight might be the night you find the man of your dreams” I said “I’m sure you won’t struggle for attention dressed like that”

“Maybe” Gabby said, smiling. “But I’m not looking for Mr. Right tonight. I’ll settle for a pretty face to sit on”

“I’m always available to volunteer, Gabs” I joked.

Rhea jumped in “None of that, you. You’re all mine” laughing.

We finally reached the front of the queue and went inside. The club was packed. Desperate men and beautiful woman wall to wall. We went to the bar and ordered a round of shots.

Rhea raised a toast “To finding Gabby a pretty...