Chapter 162. Untouchable in the Club

Teyana’s POV

The bass coming from the club speakers pounded straight into my chest like it was trying to knock me out. The smell of alcohol and smoke were next. I coughed once. The blinking lights weren’t my favorite thing about here either. But I was here for a purpose anyway—to have fun.

Carol squealed the moment we step inside.

“This is it!” she shouted over the speakers, gripping my wrist. “Tonight is going to be insane, T!”

I smiled, letting her pull me forward, letting the noise swallow my thoughts before they could organize themselves into something I didn’t want to go back to again—or at least tonight.

I was wearing a very short denim skirt. The type that barely covered anything. The matching denim bralette too was thin, fitted, and intentional. I bought this outfit weeks back with a very specific night in mind—One where Jeremy would look at me and lose all self-control. One where the air between us would snap, where he wouldn’t be able t