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shit in this place, and if I weren’t in a rush you wouldn’t be getting my fucking business. My girlfriend said she would like to see that ring, so if you show it to her we can pay and be on our way.”
    She huffed and put a key into the lock and slid the glass door open. Pulling out the tray holding the ring Joss wanted to see, she eyed me skeptically but handed it to her anyway. Before she could get it on her finger, I took it between my fingers and studied it for a second. It was a dark color platinum with small black gems on either side and an oval diamond in the center. I liked it. It was very Joss. Putting my fingers on either side of the ring, I slid it onto hers. It fit perfect like it was meant to be.
    “Do you like it, babe?” I asked.
    She nodded, still seeming to be embarrassed by the sales lady.
    “Ring it up, please.” I slid my debit card and signed the receipt with a smug look on my face. Take that cunt. I thought to myself.
    Nothing pissed me off more than people judging a book by its cover. If we took the time to get to know people based on their character instead of their looks the world wouldn’t be full of so many assholes. As soon as we were outside the door, I pushed Joss lightly up against the brick wall next to the store and pressed my nose to her.
    “Joss Potter, you are my rock, my world, and the only love in my life. You always keep me guessing and have the best smile. I hope you not only know, but feel my love for you. I’m going to fuck up from time to time, but I’m yours. Forever.”
    Pressing my lips to hers, I slid my tongue into her mouth where she was waiting. Her hands reached up and pulled my hair so that I was as close to her as possible.
    “They can wait a little while longer for us,” she laughed and we were off.
     
    KEVIN
     
    The bright lights from Lux came into view. It was a place we used to frequent when we first moved to LA. The club scene hadn’t been my ideal for years now. Especially, since I associated it with getting shit faced and doing both lines and girls in the bathroom.
    We walked up the street, passing the line of people that were already wrapped around the corner anxiously awaiting their turn to get in. Once at the front, Jake waved to the bouncer. He lifted the rope, standing off to the side to let us in. All I could hear over the music was them talking about getting drinks. I wasn't going to risk it. As they headed to the bar, I went in search of a table toward the back. The floor vibrated and lights flashed, as the music pounded from all over the jam packed room. Every few steps someone would bump into me.
    Not even five minutes in and I already wished I was back home.
    “Kevin,” I heard someone yell but kept walking.
    After much effort, I finally made it to the back of the club and took up real estate at a corner VIP table. Rubbing the tabletop, it brought back memories of the time we used to spend here at this very spot. It felt like déjà vu being back. After I hooked up with Bryn and got clean, I left my party days behind. Except for the occasional mandatory after venue appearance, I avoided anything that would cause a relapse. 
    As I was climbing into the booth, I turned around to see someone standing at the edge of the table. Dana. Wow, I hadn’t seen her in a long time. Probably since right before I started seeing Bryn. We hooked up for a while right after I moved here. She was one of the first people I met.
    She grinned at me. Her dark hair looked almost black in the light. Her gray eyes were covered in dark eye shadow making her look like a sex goddess. She was always a knockout and crazy in the sack.
    “Hey Dana,” I practically yelled, so she could hear me over the music.
    “Holy hell! How are you?” She yelled back. “I haven’t seen you around these parts in forever.” I moved closer to her, so we could yell back and forth in a lame attempt to have a conversation.
    “I’m okay. I’ve been better, but that’s life