83 DANCE WITH ME

ARIEL'S POV "You're right," I told Luke in hushed tones. "I am going to add it to the bitter memories." "That's a good thing then," Luke said, and turned his face away, looking in the server's direction. "Hey, can I get another bottle please?" Luke turned to me headlong. "I told you one bottle wasn't going to get me hammered." "Luke Reynold," a lady said, and I turned to look at her. She was a stunning blonde, with a bold sense of style. Her nose and lips were both adorned with piercings, adding to her edgy appearance. What she had on was a form-fitting blue dress, with her ample bosom on full display, drawing attention to the intricate tattoo etched on her chest. "Luke Reynold," she repeated his name, and Luke gave her his attention. I could see how he was captivated by her looks, and that made me, kind of irritated. "Uhmm, do I know you?" Luke aksed her, raising an eyebrow. The blonde giggled. It wasn't like anything was funny. "Oh silly," she laughed, moving