Chapter 97

Blair
She rolls her eyes and wraps her arm through mine and pulls me through the club. “Ignore her. That’s Allegra, she’s always mardy. Welcome to burlesque, babe,” she chirps as we move through two opened doors and into the club.
My mouth almost drops open. I’ve been in a lot of clubs—shady ones, street ones, and the highest quality—but this... this is something else. It’s like I’ve stepped into another world. It’s cosy yet huge. There is a massive stage taking up most of the back wall with an area for the band to the side. The bar is to my right, the back lined with glass to reflect the stage, and tables are scattered throughout. Lush velvet carpet covers the space, not to mention the chandeliers providing a low, sexy glow. It screams sensual without being tacky. Instantly, I feel welcome and at home here, and I know I have to dance on that black lacquered stage.