*Lexie’s POV*

The warm glow of candlelight flickers against the luxurious drapes that envelop the private area of the club, casting shadows that dance to the rhythm of the live band's sultry tunes. My gaze drifts from the sparkling chandeliers above to the glass of wine cradled in my fingertips. The rich crimson liquid swirls lazily, mirroring the turmoil within me.

Although we have been here at this club for over an hour, I just can’t stop thinking ...