Who: Thomas and Brenna [Erebus and Badb] What: Meeting up at Midnight for a little reunion. Where: Midnight When: Monday evening Warning: Possibility of it being a high rating.
He had been used to waking up late these days. Anyone who complained about it didn't get his attention. Who gave a fuck if he slept until the sun started to go down? That was his god damn prerogative thank you very much. He had people to run Nyx, people to run the books for Midnight and Nyx together, had people to do everything for him so there was no need for him to do anything but relax. And anyway it wasn't all the time, just for blocks of days at a time that he was a night owl.
At first he had been grumpy upon waking up at 4:00pm instead of 6:00pm but that was quickly replaced by elation to find out one of his favorite girls happened to not only be in town but was there permanently until further notice. He hadn't lied when he said he dreamed of her. She was someone he fantasized about like a kid fantasized about Cindy Crawford. She was ridiculously good looking and one of the best lays he had ever had. She wasn't clingy like other girls and the thrill of running behind her husband's back (though he was certain he knew) gave him a rush when they did it.
He texted her the address and later that evening, as the club began to fill up with patrons he waited for her to arrive by watching from an upper VIP section that looked over the club. He leaned heavily on the railing looking particularly well put together that evening, at least in his opinion. He had a beer in his hand that was nearly finished and he shot her a text.
You had better be wearing something incredibly short