"This place is amazing," Staci said with awe. She was making circles around herself while taking in the sight. There were drapes handing from the ceiling with neon lights bordering the bar, doorways, and windows. There were large speakers all around the room about 5 feet apart and lasers and lights all over. The dance floor was tiled glass with decorations underneath and there were platforms and cages.

"I’m surprised you’ve never been here Staci. It’s a club for the elite in the country. There’s one in almost every other state. You need membership to enter," I said.

"So how rich do you have to be to get into a place like this?" Spencer asked as we walked to a booth. 

"Six figures Spence. Six figures a year. But, the owner called me and told me to come and show my face here so it gets more publicity. In exchange, I get membership free of charge," I said like it was no big deal.

"That’s the benefits of being rich and famous," Spencer said with a smirk.

"You got that right, hun." I replied. 

"Damn. Seems like a musician has more benefits then an actress," Lindsey said laughing.

"Hey! I have more…useful benefits," Staci defended.

"Like," Lindsey said.

"Well, I get free membership at the gym," she said running her hands down her sides.

"And it definitely pays off," Lindsey said scanning the actress’ body.

We found an open booth and scooted it. The seating was Aiden, me, then Spencer, Lindsey, and finally Staci. We had perfect view of the dance floor, and it was fairly crowded.

"Drinks?" Aiden asked pointing to the bar.

I raised my hand half way, and he knew me well enough to know what I wanted.

"Vodka and Orange," Lindsey said pointing to herself and Spencer. Spencer nodded in approval.

Getting Spencer to fall for me is going to be a lot harder then I thought. I mean Lindsey orders for her and she gets exactly what she wants. I’ve known Aiden since high school, and I can’t even say I know what he always drinks.