Dove
A waitress popped up as soon as Bucky sat me down at our own private corner at the VIP area. The half circle shaped couch was covered in black leather and had a black iron coffee table at front with an iPad.
Bucky ordered for me since I knew absolutely nothing about alcohol which had me excited. I was already feeling fuzzy from three cocktails whilst he seemed to be completely fine after a mojito and a beer. I was seated right next to him, not sure how to act when so many people's eyes were on us.
"Don't be nervous. Everyone I'm around signs a strong NDA so they can't spread anything about me or who I'm with unless I give permission," he grinned as he leaned back on the couch in his own form to try to relax. "You have nothing to stress about."
I gulped and nodded following his lead. "Do you go clubbing often?"
