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you,” he said as she lifted the velvet rope and let us slide through.
“What’s going on here tonight?”
    “Oh, you know, another big movie premier after party. You
just missed all the celebrities that walked through.”
    Blake smiled again. He looked like he probably had known all
of them too. Who are you? The thought
ran through my mind again, and he looked over at me. His eyes sparkled in the
outdoor lights by the entrance. I could see mischief in his eyes, but then
again, there was probably mischief in my eyes as well. I couldn’t help but feel
drawn to him. But, when I looked at Hallie, I could see her gazing at him as
well. And it wasn’t your average gaze; it was an elongated stare. The kind that
says I want to rip your clothes off right now.
    “So, how does it feel to have two beautiful ladies on your
arm?” I asked, as we clasped his arms again from either side and walked through
the entrance, and down a long dark tunnel before emerging inside the enormous
club. The music was so loud it made it difficult to speak.
    “Good,” he yelled.
    “What?” I asked.
    “It feels good!” he said, almost screaming. He was happy to
be there. We were all happy to be there. There was something about that place
– the deep house music sound, the flashing lights, and thousands of
sweaty, hard bodies pressed up against each other; there was something about it
that just turned me on. He looked at me, and I could tell he knew exactly what
I was thinking. I could tell he knew precisely what was on my mind. He flashed
me a sly smile just as the thoughts crossed my mind and our eyes locked again for
a moment.
    I smiled at him again as he led the two of us through the
sea of people on the massive dance floor. I could start to really feel the
music now, and we were pushed up against one another now as we wormed our way
through the swarms of partygoers that were pulsating and gyrating on the dance
floor.
    We pushed through until we got to another rope at the other
end of the dance floor, where another tall, muscular security guard stood. His
face flashed into a giant smile as soon as he saw Blake. I could see them
exchange words and a clasp of the hand, and another rope was lifted and we were
whisked through.
    Who are you?
    Inside, the VIP room, the scene was different. It was a
gathering of high society – the elite of New York. I noticed three
separate celebrities as we continued to walk through the space and up a set of
stairs until we were on a private balcony in the VIP area overlooking the dance
floor. More celebrities.
    “Wow, how do you know all these people?” I asked. I looked
over at Hallie and she looked just as enamored as I did.
    “I guess I just do,” he said.
    He acted so nonchalantly about it, and I could tell he was
eating it up because we were clamoring over him. We continued to walk through
until we were led closer to the edge of the balcony where a giant private table
filled with booze awaited us. There were several more people. More hellos by
Blake to the numerous high-society folks we encountered until we finally sat
down.
    “ Who’s table is this?” Hallie
asked.
    “Yours now. Happy birthday,” he said.
    Hallie was beaming ear to ear. I knew it wasn’t our private
table, but it was nice that he said that to her. I could tell how happy that
made her.
    “Really?” she asked.
    Wow, she was being green.
    “Yes, really,” Blake said. “This is our table tonight. I’m
not joking.”
    “Are you serious? But, what about all this alcohol?” I
asked. “Who’s going to drink all of this?” I thought he was for sure joking
with us. That couldn’t. I pointed to the four massive bottles of vodka on the
table, and three bottles of tequila that were chilling on ice.
    “We’re going to try,” he said. He smiled again. There was
that sly look.
    “I’m really confused,” Hallie said, turning to me. “Who is
he?” she asked, leaning in so that only I could hear. But after he said it, I
saw him