NATASHA POINT OF VIEW.

I could hear the blood pounding in my ears. I didn't know why I was that nervous, why I suddenly felt my skin tingling, but I felt nervous. The lighting in the bar was dim, so I squinted some more to make sure, and sure as hell, it was. Trent leaned in and said something and Clayton laughed out loud to it. If nothing, this made me entirely sure it was them.

"Natasha?" Whitney said, turning around. "What's up?"

"You won't believe it, girl," I said.

"What?" She asked, ...