When the plane landed, we headed to South Beach in Miami. Less than half an hour later we found ourselves at the VIP section of the latest nightclub that had opened called Dragon's Fire. The main floor was heaving with bodies all gyrating to the amazing DJ sounds of Calvin Harris, who had been brought in to celebrate the opening.
When we had entered the nightclub, I kept my head down, and we'd made it to the stairs before someone recognized me. Someone groped my junk, and I grabbed her hand, squeezing it hard and glanced at the faces around me. Most of the faces were smiling and jostling for position to get a better look at us, but one blonde girl's face had a pained expression. I knew she was the one that had just copped the feel.
I shoved her hand back at her and shot an angry look in her direction, but luckily, Valerie never knew it had happened. I pushed Lee between myself and Valerie to ensure she was covered on both sides as we headed up the stairs to the upper level.