NARRATES SARAH
The driver stopped at the Secret Bar parking lot at the same time as Paul's car. Abby was focused on her phone and when she realized we had stopped, her eyes brightened like a little girl visiting an amusement park for the first time.
Although I didn't agree with the idea of going to a bar, being my first day as vice president and being pregnant, I also didn't want to offend my friend. We would only spend a short time at the bar and then go to Doinel Villa, as my parents had a surprise for me and I shouldn't arrive too late.
"Finally! Tonight, I'm going to get drunk!" Said my crazy friend as she got out of the car and I looked at her with a frown.
"No, Abby, you're not going to get drunk. We have a meeting at my parents' house and you can't arrive in that condition." I hooked my arm with hers to make sure she paid attention.
"Abby, you'll have plenty of other opportunities to drink all the alcohol you want. Tonight you should stay sober." Paul scolded his sister and she sighed resignedly.
"Alright, I didn't really want to get drunk anyway. I want to be sober for the big reunion."
I furrowed my brow, not understanding the last thing she said, but I imagine she meant our first night at the bar in so many years.
We didn't take long to enter the exclusive bar, the security guard greeted Abby as if he had known her forever and she whispered something to him that we couldn't hear. In response, he led us to the inside of the bar that looked just as I remembered it, until we reached the second floor, the VIP area.
"It can't be!" I heard a familiar female voice as we arrived at the area the guard assigned to us.
I automatically looked to where that voice came from and stood still when I saw her with her huge smile and blonde hair, capturing everyone's attention.
"Britney!" I let go of Abby to reach my friend and wrap her in my arms, inhaling the sweet scent of her perfume.
"I thought I wouldn't see you again when Abby invited me here. The last thing I imagined was seeing you. Oh my God, you're more beautiful than ever, the divorce suits you."
I laughed uncomfortably at the last thing she said. Couldn't anyone talk about me without mentioning the divorce?
"It's just that she divorced to finally marry my brother." And there was Abby, being as imprudent as always.
"What?! Impossible, I'm going to marry Paul." Britney contradicted Abby as she had always done, but she didn't realize that Paul was behind us.
"Britney, I'm afraid I can't accept your proposal."
Britney’s face went pale when she heard Paul's deep voice and her smile disappeared when she saw him arrive next to Abby.
"Why didn't you tell me that he was coming too?" Brit whispered to Abby, although I managed to hear her.
"Paul, no, don't misunderstand me, it's not that I want to marry you, it's an old joke I make with my friends, don't believe everything you hear." Britney said, recovering from the embarrassment she just went through by blurting that out without thinking.
Britney was a beautiful woman with blonde hair, honey eyes, and a well-maintained body. Our friendship was always fantastic before I left Paris, and it would continue to be so despite the time that had passed.
My friends couldn't wait any longer and ordered a bottle of wine, while I ordered a strawberry smoothie, to celebrate that we were all together again after so long, although for a night out, there were still more people missing, and I didn't even know where they were in the world.
A very familiar song started playing and Paul immediately got up from his seat to invite me to dance. Of course, I refused, but after my pair of friends insisted loudly, I got up to go to the dance floor with him.
His hand rested on my waist to start dancing and I focused on following his smooth steps.
"Sari, I know you take all this as a game, but I actually want to be more than just your friend to you." Paul started speaking in my ear and I couldn't help but tense up under his touch. I didn't know in how many ways I had to tell Paul no for him to understand.
"Please, Paul, I am aware of your cheerful life. Don't disappoint your admirers by being with a divorced and pregnant woman." I said sincerely, causing Paul to laugh.
"Yes, it is true that I will disappoint more than one person, but the relationships I've had haven't been as serious as what I want with you. I don't care if you are divorced and especially if you are pregnant. I would be a good father. Just test me."