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I needed all the help I could get in that area with my petite B-cups. My blonde hair was down and curled ever so slightly, hanging loosely about my face.
    Tiff always looked her best. No matter where I saw her, or what time of day it was, she was always doled up. Tonight she was wearing a scarlet strapless dress that barely covered her ass. Her silky black hair was bound loosely in a side ponytail.
    “Although, you’re not acting like your old self, Soph.”
    I took a sip of my beer. “What?”
    “You seem kind of on edge; not your usual lively self.”
    It was because of where we were.
    I’d wanted a break from Marsden, so we’d headed out to the City of Ellswood. The only problem was that Tiff had insisted that we went to my old college hangout. It was where I’d taken her whenever she’d visited me. Tiff was a small-town girl through and through. New places unnerved her. And tonight, she wouldn’t go anywhere else. It had to be here.
    It was just steps from my old apartment, the apartment that I’d shared with my ex, Jake. He liked to hang out at the club, too, and I was shit-scared he would show up. It was a frigging Saturday night after all. The one night of the week reserved for partying and getting shit-faced.
    But I was probably just being paranoid. There were also a dozen other clubs within walking distance. And, in all likelihood, he wasn’t even around. I knew the lease was up on our apartment, so he’d probably moved elsewhere by now. Far, far away.
    “You’re worried about Jake showing up, aren’t you?” Tiff asked.
    “A little,” I admitted, chugging the rest of my beer, just from the mere thought of that piece of shit.
    “You said the breakup was amicable, so relax, babe. Just enjoy the night,” she said, laying a comforting hand on mine.
    That was the lie I’d told her. If she’d known the truth, she would’ve gone straight to Ollie with it. And I didn’t want that headache. Ollie was insanely overprotective. If he knew that some guy had laid his hands on me, he would have freaked and done something stupid. I didn’t want him risking himself for me.
    Aside from that, I was also embarrassed about the whole thing. Ashamed that I’d let it happen.
    It was bad enough that Brad knew about it. But that asshole was too preoccupied with making his way through every woman in town to do anything about it, like my brother would. Brad was also more levelheaded when it came to stuff like that. Brad was the voice of reason when it came to me. Unlike Ollie, he actually listened to what I wanted. He always had. Well, accept when it came to… us .
    I managed a smile and gave Tiff’s hand a reassuring squeeze. “Yeah, you’re right. We’re here to enjoy ourselves. We’re young, hot and on the market.”
    Tiff hesitated.
    “What?”
    “I’m actually on good behavior tonight.”
    “Oh my God! Did you just say those words? You , Tiffany Baxter, are on good behavior in a club full of hot, attainable men?”
    She grinned like an excited school girl. “I have a date coming up.”
    I shot forward in my seat. “How come you didn’t tell me? With who?”
    Again, she hesitated and a sheepish look appeared on her face.
    “Tiff!” I pressed.
    “I need you to promise me you won’t be mad.”
    “Why would I be mad?”
    She drew in a breath and leaned across the table, lowering her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. “It’s Ollie.”
    I jerked back. “Ollie? My brother , Ollie?”
    She nodded, biting her lip nervously.
    “Wow, okay, I—”
    “I’ve had a thing for him for a while.”
    She had? She’d never told me that. Wait! Hold up. So, he could date my best friend, but I couldn’t date his? Unbelievable. Who the hell did he think he was? What a hypocrite!
    But as I looked at Tiff and saw how tense she was, waiting on my approval, I quickly reminded myself that it wasn’t her fault. I sure as hell was going to have words with Ollie about it though.
    “Where are you guys gonna go?” I