The table closest to us is holding two women in sky-high stilettos and barely-there dresses. They both blow a kiss in Anya’s direction and continue dancing, a gaggle of interested men thronging at their feet. One of the men notices Anya, too. He must not be a friend of Lev’s, because he’s staring at Anya like he wants to eat her.
Jorden shoves through the crowd. The colored lights flash on her pale skin and her teeth turn a vibrant shade of blue when she smiles. “I never would have guessed you’d have a club bachelorette party, Cora. This is amazing!”
She nods enthusiastically. “I’ve been cooped up for way too long. I need to let loose!”
“I’ve been cooped up, too,” Francia shouts. Her lip curls in disgust as she surveys the scene around us. “So coming to ‘The Coop’ is not how I pictured
