"Finally!" 

I pretend to wipe away sweat from my forehead. The couple of students around me laugh and nod, agreeing with me.

I finally turned in my designs. The last two days were less stressful as I didn't have too much to do anymore. Only some tweaking here and there.

"I feel like a zombie from my lack of sleep this week." Jacob says. We all nod.

"We're all going to club Lusso tonight to celebrate. Everyone should be there." Maya says to the group. We all say that we'll be there and, say goodbyes to each other and then go our separate ways.

When I enter my dorm, I see Sara and Alex in the living room watching some movie. I greet them and plop down on the love seat.

"You guys have anything planned tonight?" I ask.

I see Alex's hand drag upward on her thigh. "Maybe,"

"My classmates are going clubbing to celebrate. You should come with me." I pull out my phone and scroll to Luca's name. But I don't have to scroll too much as it's the second name in my messages because we text frequently.

"Ooh yes. It's been long since I went to a real club." Sara says excitedly, Alex wants to protest but she gives him her signature puppy eyes and he nods to me.

I stand up, clutching my phone. "Great! I'll text Luca." When I'm at the door to my room I call, "we leave at eight."

I decided to wear a lavender colored tight dress. It has strings on either sides so the dress looks scrunched up. I straightened my hair and it almost reaches my butt. I have black winged eyeliners on but my lips are nude with a tint of glossiness from my lipbalm.

I smile proudly when I see Sara wearing a two piece set that I made last year. Her curly hair bouncing on her shoulders.

"Damn babe! You look hot." She praises.

I try to whistle, "you look incredible as well."

"Should we meet them in the parking lot or tell them to come pick us up from here?" She asks.

"We're already dressed so might as well just go to them." I shrug.

Since it's a Friday night, almost every one is dressed up to go partying. We walk along side some students to the parking lot, some already doing shots.

When I spot Luca, my breath hitches from how hot and handsome and sexy and beautiful and...and I have to stop.

He looks incredible and like a Greek God—or should I say Italian?—in his black plaid pants and white dress shirt. Like always, the top three buttons are undone.

I touch my lips with my fingertips. Phew...I'm not drooling.

Sara walks the last steps fast and she hugs her boyfriend. When they break away I greet him and turn to Luca. He puts a hand on my waist and one my cheek, softly sweeping his thumb across my cheek.

He leans into my ear, "you look beautiful." He whispers. The feeling of butterflies that I always get when I'm near him intensifies.

"You look handsome as well." I pat his chest. Then I finger the cross necklace around his neck.

"Alright let's go." Alex declares and I drop the necklace from my fingers.

We all hop in his car. Luca and I in the backseat. He opened the door for me and sat right next to me, even when there's space on his left side. He keeps his hands on his thighs but I so badly want him to put them on mine and begin to drag them upward, under my dress.

We park in a nearby parking lot then walk the small distance to the entrance of the club. The line to get in is unbelievably long. The night will be over before we get a chance to even go inside. Luca keeps on walking straight to the bouncer and we blindly follow his confident stride. He nods at Luca and he gestures to us. The big and scary looking bodyguard motions for us to get in and I comply, not questioning why we're entering.

"Do you know the owner of this club too?" I ask. Why I'm I not surprised if he does. He shrugs his answer then puts his hand on the small of my back and steers me, knowing exactly where to go. He has definitely been here multiple times and is familiar with hothead space.

The music is blasting loudly, the dance floor is packed with people. The club looks different than I last saw it. I think I remember it getting a new investor and it opened up again a month or so ago. When you first get in, there is like a balcony that looks down to the bar, dj and dance floor. We take the stairs and we all seem to be walking to the bar, needing drinks ASAP.

Alex goes forward to order and we stand a little to the side to prevent us from getting in the way of others wanting to order. Alex comes back after a few minutes frowning and empty handed.

"The bartenders are practically only helping the ladies. So this will take long." Sara takes his hand and takes him to dance.

"We'll see you in a bit." She tells Luca and I.

Well, I need a drink first. I deserve it after the stressful week I had.

Determined, I flatten my hair and push my boobs up in my dress. Luca looks at me with a raised brow and an amused expression. I lean in so he hears me better. "I'm getting a drink. You want one too?" When I lean back he looks me up and down then nods. Seeing an  empty space, I go to it a lean forward on the bar top—exposing more of my boobs in the process—and scan for an available bartender. They all seem to be occupied and chatting with the pretty ladies, just like Alex said.

A tall, handsome and tattooed male puts his hand on the counter on either side of me and leans in a bit. He's not wearing a uniform like the rest of the tenders. I assume he's the boss. His hair is curly and long, long enough to be tied in a low man bun. One of his arms is full with tattoos but the others has only a couple. His eyes dip down to my chest and they linger there before they flick back to meet my eyes.

I guess my trick worked.

I smirk.

"What can I get you, beautiful." His low voice says.

I lean in a bit more so he hears me better and he smirks when my boobs become more visible. "One martini and one whiskey."  He nods and begins making our drinks.

The more I look at him the more that I sense that there's something familiar about him, but I can't put my finger in it. I scan his face, his eyes, his beard is trimmed neatly, making it not very long. His eyes are dark brown.

My eyebrow furrows. His eyes are so familiar! Have I seen him before? I don't think so, because a guy this handsome is not easily forgotten.

He cocks his head sideways at me, and I just smile.

He puts the drinks in front of me. I begins to shuffle in my purse for my card but I feel him lightly touch my upper arm. I turn to face him and see he's shaking his head.

"It's on the house." My smile widens and he throws me a wink. I thank him and make my way back to Luca. He's standing at a high round table. I give him his drink and he takes a sip. I look at his eyes and notice they're the same shade as the guy from the bar, but a tint darker. He sees me looking and smirks.

"I really like how this turned out." He says, looking around.

I'm surprised the music isn't as loud as in normal clubs. I guess this is one more for people in their early twenties and not really for college kids. The club has a more mature feel to it.

"Yeah I like it more than the previous design." He nods. "Have you been here before? You seemed to know where to go."

"Officially, this is my first time. But I've been here while it was empty."

The music choices are really great. They use actual songs where you can sing along to and not just some beat. I see some of my classmates and I wave to them. They are happily dancing, glad that half the stress is over.

We finish our drinks at the same time and look at each other. Seeming to know what the other is thinking, he takes my hand and leads me to the middle of the dance floor, right next to Sara and Alex.

We wrap our hands around each other. We dance and grind together. He makes me giggle when he dips me down and then back up against his body. He moves his hips against mine on a way that makes me wonder what he can do with his hips if he's inside me.

A slower song starts to play. Perfect timing. I want to roll my eyes at the irony.

We lock eyes and it's feels like everyone around us evaporated and there's only him and I standing.

I thought this only happened in movies.

His body feels amazing pressed against mine. Radiating warmth. The way he's looking at me makes me feel like I'm a rare diamond.

We lean in together at the same time and when our lips connect I feel like fireworks erupted all through my body. We take our time kissing, exploring. Nice and slow. Just like the song playing in the background.

Something in my chest tugs and I break away from the kiss to look at his eyes. They're dark, filled with desire. Yet they appear to have a soft, tender look in them.

Sara's word echo in my mind. Don't overthink it, go with the flow.

I connect our lips back together, deciding to go with the flow.

I know that I like Luca. And not just in a sexual way. I mean, that's a big factor, but I like his personality, his smile, the way he talks, how he makes me laugh, the way he seems to know what I'm thinking and how he does things to make me feel better.

I've never been one to think anything through before taking action. So why should I do it with Luca?

Who knows where this will lead us to. It may be nothing or it may be everything.

But I want to find out...

"Take me home, Luca."