CHAPTER HUNDRED TWENTY TWO

Fiona was up from the barstool in a matter of minutes and the alcohol kept flowing freely. Leon Was still holding water which had gotten warm after such a long time. The girls were really having fun and he couldn't help but envy them.

The DJ was doing a good job with the music and he really liked it. The ladies and a few others were the only ones at the party. Leon could only see a few men that appeared to be the men of the otter friends. Fiona looked lonely and almost miserable but she didn't call him despite looking down at her phone dof several minutes.

Leon felt bad for letting her celebrate all by herself. He wanted to go over there and keep her company and also prove to her friends that she wasn't lying when she mentioned bringing a man to the party.

He could see the first girl who seemed very antagonistic grinding against some man on the dance floor. Fiona looked at them with a bitter look on her face and then she looked around the club once more.

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