We walked into the club, without having to show any proof of identification. I scanned the club, taking note that there were a lot more people here than there was last time.

Then suddenly, I locked eyes with a very cute guy, who was laughing at a table with his friends, I assumed but I could be wrong.

He had broad shoulders, sparkling blue eyes, and blonde hair. Damn.

Dawn saw me looking at the guy, and gave me a shove towards their table. I snapped out of my nervous side and replaced it with my confident side, not wanting to let them know that I was nervous around them.

The guy that I had locked eyes with moments ago, smirked at me, making me feel like a young schoolgirl who was crushing on someone for the first time. I hated the feeling but decided to embrace it for right now.

I confidently pushed one of his friends off a chair and sat on it. The friend of blue eyes glared at me letting me know, that he wasn't happy about what I did. Shrugging my shoulders, I turned my attention back to hazel eyes.

" What's your name, love?", I asked letting my American accent into my voice. He smiled at me and brushed a hand through his bed-head hairstyle that he and only he looked good with it.

" Alexander Shaw", he said, his voice laced with a thick Russian accent.

Oh my gosh, he's so hot! I thought inside my head as he took a sip of his beer.