"Oh my God! Oh my God! What is this
ring doing on my finger? What is that ring doing on your finger?! Get out of
bed Colton this is serious, what did we do last night? I don't even remember!
Get up Colton! I'm serious!" Kayla screamed. She was panicking. Why were
they wearing wedding rings? She ripped the covers off the bed to get Colton up
and he sat up immediately and began chuckling. Kayla glared at him and he just
fell back into bed. She was pacing around the room trying to figure the night
out, going through his pockets and through her purse. It was just like a scene
from The Hangover.
Kayla was packing her suitcase when her
two best friends, Molly and Finley, burst into her room. Molly had her brown
hair styled in bouncing rims and her blue Ray Bans on. Finley was wearing an
oversized hat to cover her fair skin and red hair. They had been planning a
trip to Vegas for a long time as it was one of the last time the three of them
would be together. Finley was going to Europe to work and Molly was moving to
New York. Kayla felt completely left behind considering her friends were moving
away on new adventures and she was still stuck in Los Angeles getting a degree.
Nate had slowed down her life and she had
been too blinded to see it. He had all these ideas on how their life was going
to be; she would be the perfect trophy wife for him and would help him to
become President. He wanted her to stand by his side and support him, which she
was completely satisfied with. She was happy with him and the best part was
that he got a long really well with her father. He was there to protect her and
provide for her; everything she had been taught to look for in a husband.
But when she had found him cheating on
her, she was devastated. She had walked into his office to join him for a gala
dinner while he was embracing another women. Kayla hadn’t even stayed long
enough to hear his excuses or see who the woman was; she ran out of the
building crying and calling for a cab. She didn’t leave her room for weeks,
while he flaunted his new girlfriend around like she was the new version of a
car. Her life was plastered all over TV in Washington and she didn’t know how
to handle it. Before when they were engaged the media were always nice to her,
complimenting her on everything she did. But the minute she became the
ex-fiancé, the media completely embarrassed her and annihilated her. She had
never felt so violated in her life. She saw her whole world fall apart around
her and she didn’t know what to do. Her entire adult life revolved around him
and now that she didn’t have him she felt like she had nothing. Kayla
considered going back to him and talking to him, but Molly and Finley had
firmly talked her out of it. And she was glad of that. This was her first
girl’s trip as a single woman and she was going to enjoy it.
"Are you ready to go yet? The cab is
waiting for us!" Molly exclaimed. She adjusted her brown hair before fixing
her red scarf around her neck in the long mirror hanging on Kayla’s light
purple bedroom wall. Finley came in after her and then tried to help Kayla with
shutting her suitcase. They both jumped on the black suitcase and Molly quickly
came around to zip it up.
"Okay, lets go! I am beyond ready
for this trip," Kayla squealed. She picked up her iPhone 5 and began
walking out of her bedroom with her suitcase wheeling behind her and towards
her apartment door. When they had reached the cab they all piled in the back
seat and the driver began to take them to the airport. They thanked the cab
driver and quickly picked up a trolley to wheel their bags into the airport.
"When does your dad usually
call?" Finley asked rolling her eyes as she checked her Blackberry at her
work emails. Finley knew how protective Kayla’s dad was especially now that
Nate had cheated on her. He had always been extremely protective of her, but
now it was going overboard because of what Nate had done to her. Kayla’s father
called all the time now to check up on her and it annoyed Kayla. She didn’t
understand why her father needed to know what she was doing and where she was
going every five hours. She was 25 years old; her father shouldn't be calling
her every five hours to make sure she was okay; once a week maybe, but not
every five hours.
"I'm not sure," she said,
"probably in a few minutes but definitely before we take off." And
just as they began walking in the airport to get their tickets, her father
called. She looked at her phone, and there it was, an incoming call from her
dad. She looked up at Finley and Molly and they began laughing while Molly
grabbed the trolley from Kayla’s hands so she could speak with her dad. Finley
almost walked into an ATM and finally lifted her head from her phone to see
where she was going. Molly chuckled at her and kept pushing the trolley as
Kayla answered her phone.
"Hi dad," Kayla said sighing. She
rested her hand on a side of the trolley as the three of them walked up the
line to get their tickets.
"Hi sweetie, okay so you are staying
at Caesar's Palace and what time is your flight home Sunday night?" He
said in his gruff Southern drawl. She rolled her eyes at her friends as they
snickered while they waited in line for their tickets.
"Our flight is at 8:30 Sunday night,
so we will be back in LA by 9:30ish," she said while moving up in the
line. She crossed her arms and began playing with her nails. It was a nervous
tick that she had picked up after her breakup with Nate.
"Okay, and what are your plans for
the weekend? Which clubs are you going to? Which casinos and restaurants are
you going to?" he asked. Kayla finally exploded and it unfortunately had
to happen in the middle of the airport.
"Okay seriously dad, I'm not twelve
years old, I'm twenty-five I think I know how to take care of myself. And no I
am not going to tell you where we are going to be throughout the weekend
because you are just going to have your FBI friends follow me around, which,
I'm sure you are going to do anyway. So, we are getting our tickets now so I
will see you Sunday night when our flight lands," she whispered angrily
into her phone. She knew he was being protective because of what happened with
Nate, but she needed to figure out what she was going to do with her life and
he needed to back off. She understood that he was an FBI agent and he had seen
bad stuff in his 35 years as an agent but he seriously needed to calm down.
"Don't speak to me like that and no
I won't have any agents following you. I'm just trying to protect you," he
snapped back at her. She rolled her eyes again because she knew that he would
have agents following her the second they touched down in Vegas.
"Okay I have to go now we are going
through security," she said. In actuality they were still in line waiting
for their tickets. She just didn't want to be on the phone with him anymore.
"Before you go, I just a few more
things I have to tell you-…" he said before she cut him off.
"Sorry dad, got to go the security
guard is telling me to get off the phone, okay bye," she said quickly
before hanging up the phone and putting it in her purse. Her friends just
stared at her and so did the old couple standing behind them.
"Well that sounded... nice,"
Molly said smirking. They moved even closer to the front of the line.
"Typical. He just wants to know
everywhere we are going. Probably to tap into the security cameras to see whom
we are talking to. So dumb," she said annoyed shaking her head. They were
finally at the front of the line. He frustrated her, but she knew it came from
the love he had for her.
"Hello. How may I help you?"
the lady at the counter said. She had her blonde hair done tightly in a bun and
was wearing a Delta Airlines uniform.
"Hi, we have three tickets to Las
Vegas under Kayla Stone," Kayla said smiling. The lady started typing on
her computer and pulled up the reservation and began printing the tickets out.
"So how many bags do each of you
have to put under the plane?" she asked pulling out a few tickets to stick
onto each bag.
"We each have one suitcase to go
underneath and we each have one carry on," Finley said counting all the
bags they had. They each lifted their suitcases onto the conveyor belt and the
lady put a sticker on each suitcase. The girls grabbed their tickets and
thanked the lady and walked towards security. Kayla periodically checked her
phone for a text from Nate. It was a habit of hers, they had been together for
over five years and she was used to receiving text messages from him right
before she would fly somewhere without him. They arrived at security and were
able to get through with only Molly being pulled over for the random search.
She rolled her eyes, an action she did almost every minute of every day.
"Every time," she says in an
annoyed voice. She was searched and after a few minutes is allowed to collect
her things and continue to the departure gate.
"Last call for persons on Flight DL
1875 to Las Vegas at 3:15pm," said the announcer. The girls looked at each
other and then at their phones for the time. It was 3 o'clock already and they
hadn't even noticed. They ran down the hallway in the airport, dodging people
hoping they would make their flight in time. And just as they were closing the
door the three friends made it just in time. They grabbed their tickets and IDs
and were able to get to their seats in time so they could take off. The flight
was very quick and nice; and when they landed in Las Vegas, the party began.
"Colton. Colton! Wake up!" yelled
Mr. Darcy annoyed with how Colton was behaving. Mr. Darcy was a Senior VP for
Manning Enterprises and the biggest idiot in the room. He was bald and fairly
skinny, he just lost a lot of weight after his wife divorced him. He was
wearing a very cheap suit considering the amount of money he made and he
believed that he should be running the company not Colton. Dylan, Colton's best
friend and one of the many VP's of Manning Enterprises, smacked Colton's leg
and he jumped up. He fixed his custom tailored Hugo Boss suit and rubbed his
hand through his naturally quiffed brown hair.
"I was listening, don't get your big
boy pants in a knot," Colton said laughing. He fixed his tie and sat back
down. Colton hated having to come into work for his father; he would rather be
off on some island or on one of his many yachts then sitting in a stuffy room
in a fitted suit. Dylan was chuckling a little but was trying to cover his
face. The rest of the people in the room began to chuckle a little as well.
"Well being the son of the CEO of
the company you should be listening to what is going on in these
meetings," Mr. Darcy said clearly annoyed and embarrassed with Colton and
the way that he was acting. Colton just shook his head and laughed.
"Well I think this meeting is
done," Colton said motioning Dylan towards the door. They both got up and
walked out of the glass doors before the rest of the people in the room even
got out of their chairs. Dylan and Colton both walked back up to his office
beside his father's office on the penthouse floor of the building. Colton's
office, on one side, was floor to ceiling windows where Colton could see the
entire Vegas Strip. The doors were glass as well but if he pressed a button on
his desk they would change and become tinted glass and no one could see in his
"Where should we go tonight? I heard
a few of the clubs were having something on tonight," Dylan said sitting
in a plush leather chair in front of Colton's desk. Colton took out his putter
and golf ball and began hitting a few into a cup on the other side of his
"I'm not sure. We should definitely
go to dinner at Rao's in Caesar's Palace first. But I'm not sure after
that," Colton said rubbing his chin thinking while leaning on his putter.
He had taken his jacket off and threw it over one of the backs of the chairs
and had rolled up his sleeves.
"I guess we could just pick up at
the restaurant and just go with the girls," Dylan said laughing. He
grabbed another putter and sank a shot.
"Ha! Yeah you pick up. And I wonder
what your wife would say," Colton said laughing. Dylan started laughing
too playing with his wedding band on his left ring finger. Dylan and his wife,
Nicole had just married six months earlier but Dylan was still going out to
bars with Colton. They enjoyed going out to the bars together and Nicole never
minded either, as it was time she could spend with their daughter Ella and her
girlfriends. She never worried about Dylan cheating on her and he always came
home to her.
"Okay, so Rao's it is. I will meet
you there but now I am going home to spend some time with my amazing wife and
my beautiful daughter," Dylan said smiling. Colton gave him a hug and went
back to his seat behind his large mahogany desk. His work phone beeped and he
knew it was his father texting him to meet him in his office about the meeting
earlier. He walked across the large open hallway between his office and his
father's office and past Hilary, his secretary and Anna, his personal
assistant, and his father's secretary, Mrs. Wills and assistant, Bradie. He
pushed the large wooden doors and walked into his father's office, which was,
pretty much dark, the windows had blinds on them and the only light was the one
coming from his father's desk by his computer.
"Sit down," Robert Manning said
sternly. He was older in his 50's but still looked like a dapper young man in
his Armani suit. His buzz cut was white now that he was older and he wore
designer glasses all the time. Colton walked to the leather chair in front of
his father's desk and sat down. Colton and his father's relationship took a
turn for the worst when Colton's mother died two years ago of breast cancer,
they could barely be in the same room with each other for more than five
minutes. The tension between them was almost unbearable and they were rarely
seen out in public together.
"The meeting this morning. Mr. Darcy
says you are present but sleeping through everything. You don't even listen to
what he is saying. And you expect me to leave this company to you when I pass
away," His father said angrily. Colton rolled his eyes and played with his
"You can't even defend yourself
because you know I am right. You are becoming irresponsible." Robert said
standing up. The tension in the air was so bad it could be cut with a knife.
"I'm not irresponsible! I'm just
trying to enjoy my life before work takes it over. Yeah, I sleep during Darcy's
meetings because they are so boring but I read the memos I know more about what
is going on in this company then Darcy knows! I know how to run this company
just like you!" Colton yelled standing up as well. They glared at each
other. It seemed like forever but it was only a few minutes before Robert's
secretary Mrs. Wills walked in to inform Robert of a conference call. Robert
sighed after hearing of the call, but Mrs. Wills gave him the ‘listen to what I
say’ look and Robert reluctantly rolled his eyes and grabbed the phone on his
desk. Colton laughed silently, as she was the only woman other than his mother
who could do that. Colton stomped his way out of the office and went to his
private parking spot and got in his black and red Bugatti Veyron EB 16.4 and
sped off to his penthouse suite in Caesar's Palace.
He dropped his keys off with the valet
and walked in. He was met at the door and escorted to a private elevator that
would take him to his own floor where no one else could go. He walked into his
suite and slammed the door. He was angry, how could his father think he wasn't
good enough to run the company? He slammed his arms down on the granite table
and knocked the vase of flowers onto the floor breaking it and watching as the
water flowed from the table to the floor. He had pretty much been running the
company since his mother passed away because his father was so overcome with
grief. His phone began ringing. It was Dylan.
"Yo, buddy. I'll meet you at Rao's
for 9. That's when Ella will be in bed so I can go without her freaking
out," Dylan said.
"Sure thing, no problem I will be
there. Tell Ella her favorite Uncle says good night and I love you,"
Colton said smiling. He normally didn’t like children, but when Ella was born
Colton’s entire outlook on children changed. He wanted to have children of his
own now and he couldn’t wait.
"Ha, okay sure. See you in a couple
of hours," Dylan said hanging up. Colton ordered room service for dinner,
picked up the flowers from the floor and wiped up the water on the floor and
had a shower before going through his two-room closet to find something to
wear. There was a gold three-tier chandelier hanging from the middle of the
closet and it shimmered in the light. There were mirrors everywhere and his
shirts were folded by color. There was a spiral staircase leading to the
jewelry room of his closet. Colton looked around and decided to just throw on a
black Armani blazer with a white Ralph Lauren dress shirt underneath. He
checked his hair in the mirror and ran his hand through it to make sure it was
perfect and put on a new gold Rolex watch.
The girls had checked in and were in the
lobby having a drink at one of the bars when they saw Colton Manning walk past
them. He didn’t even look sideways to see them and he walked straight to the bar.
They had heard he was staying in the hotel while he was in Las Vegas but he
usually lived in Malibu in a secluded beach house. He looked around the bar and
Kayla made eye contact with him he smiled a little but it was barely
noticeable. However, Molly and Finley both noticed and bugged Kayla about it
for the rest of their night. Kayla couldn’t get him out of her mind. He was
arrogant and rude, but there was something about the way that he looked at her
that she could not ignore.
"He is so fine," Molly said,
looking at him as he walked into the elevator. Molly was right he was good
looking. He had the quiff hairstyle perfectly styled, muscled arms and a toned
stomach. His smile was perfect and his teeth were white. His eyes were brown as
well but they were so piercing that you could never look away from him even if
you wanted to. They sparkled as they looked around the room, especially when
they landed on Kayla. She could tell he was well muscled, even through his
blazer because she was watching him out of the corner of her eye.
"He is good looking, but he is a
player. Don't you read the tabloid articles about him and see all the pictures
of him with all those different girls?" Kayla asked sipping on her apple
martini. She was not convinced that he was a good guy; just a rich kid who was
playing around with daddy's money. She wondered if maybe there was something
about him that was different then what the tabloids made him out to be. He was
exactly like Nate; grew up with a privileged life and now thought he could do
anything he wanted without any consequences.
“What are we going to wear?” Kayla asked
around excitedly. The girls looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders.
“I guess that means a shopping trip is in order.” They squealed and clinked their
glasses together. They spent the afternoon shopping in the hotels and when they
arrived at back at Caesar’s Palace they showered before deciding on what to
wear. Kayla had chosen a figure hugging gold dress, Finley wore a simple black
and gold dress, and Molly wore a silver dress.
They left the hotel room and walked down
the hallway to the elevator, they headed to Rao's, a restaurant in Caesars’
Palace. They were seated and began looking at the menus when Colton Manning and
his right hand man, Dylan Wilson walked in both looking dapper in their custom
made designer suits. Colton looked the same as he did that afternoon when he
was in the bar; his hair styled perfectly, Kayla could see his bone structure
of his face and watched as his eyes stared forward and not on anyone else.
Dylan wasn’t as done up as Colton, but his black hair was styled nicely like
Colton’s and Kayla noticed he had on a bracelet of pink and blue. Colton and
Dylan walked in and were sat at their usual table. Everyone in the restaurant
had stared at them as they were seated.
"There's a few good looking women
here Colton. Maybe you can pick up a couple of them tonight," Dylan said
smiling drinking his scotch. Colton looked around and made eye contact with the
same girl he had seen when he walked into the hotel. She had black hair that
went halfway down her back and it was curled a little bit. Her eyes were hazel
and were very big and bright. She smiled quickly at him before she looked back
at her friends. Her eyes pulled him in to her and he couldn’t stop staring at
her. Her laugh was infectious and he could see her looking at him from the
corner of her eyes. She would quickly pull away from him and it made him smile.
It was rare for a girl to hold his attention for very long, but because she
tried so hard to ignore him the whole dinner he was intrigued.
"You'll never guess what my father
said to me after you left," Colton said after taking a bite of his Sautéed
"What?" Dylan asked with a full
mouth of his Baked Clams. He wiped his hand on his napkin and continued
"He told me I'm irresponsible and he
pretty much said that he won't let me take over the company when he dies,"
Colton said angrily. Dylan could tell he was pissed and he asked the waitress
for two shots of tequila.
"Look you’re not irresponsible. Just
take a shot and let's join that girl that has been staring at you all night and
have a good time," Dylan said raising his eyebrows and grabbing the shots
and handing one to Colton. He smiled and grabbed it from him.
"To a good night and many more funny
stories," Dylan said. They clinked their glasses and took their shot and
ordered more drinks for the table beside them.
"Hey ladies," Dylan said.
"We thought we would join you for a bit, if that's okay with you."
Dylan put down the drinks and grabbed another chair.
"Yeah sure, pull up a chair,"
Molly said smiling up at Dylan and Colton. Dylan never attempted to hide his
wedding ring and never attempted to flirt with any of them. Kayla admired that
“Hi, I’m Colton,” he said as he walked
around to the other side of the round table and grabbed another chair for
himself. Molly and Finley both said hello at the same time and then giggled to
each other. Kayla hit them both in the arms and Colton just smiled. Colton
kissed all of their cheeks and then sat down. Dylan did the same thing and sat
beside Finley. The conversation continued to flow and the drinks continued to
be poured. Around 2 am when the restaurant closed they decided to go to TAO's nightclub.
"Do you think we will get in right
away or have to wait in line?" Finley asked. She didn't drink much and
when she did, it was only a couple of drinks. Colton turned around and smiled
while they walked on the street towards the door but didn’t say anything to
her. Kayla was mesmerized by the way he walked; he had a lot of swagger but he
also showed a lot of class. Always holding the door open for all of them,
helping them up stairs or down them and just making sure they were okay.
"I think we will get in pretty
quickly," Colton said laughing. The girls didn't really understand but
were drunk enough to laugh along with him. Kayla was still not impressed with
him. He just stood there assuming they would get in because he was famous and
rich. That was the arrogance she hated so much. His smug smile irked her, but
for some reason she was still intrigued with him. Maybe it was because famous
and rich. Or maybe it was because she wanted to see something else in him that
would make him normal like her. Or maybe it was because he reminded her so much
of Nate and this was a way she could keep him close to her.
"What's so funny? I don't
understand," Molly said grabbing Kayla's hand.
"Colton owns the club. He pretty
much owns the whole strip," Dylan said grabbing Finley's hand and leading
her into the club. Colton gave the bodyguard a pat on the back and a $100 tip
and held the door open for Molly and Kayla. As they walked in Colton put his
hand on Kayla's back and she jumped not expecting him to grab her. She could
feel the warmth of his palm on her back and it made the hair on the back of her
neck stand up. She could feel the strength of his hand just by the way he was
holding her and it felt right. She looked behind at him but it didn't seem like
he noticed. The club was huge and packed. They were playing a David Guetta song
and Colton pointed upwards towards a VIP section and said something but Kayla
didn't hear it, so they followed Colton up to the VIP section and sat down on
the leather couches around the VIP lounge. There was a bar that was glowing and
changing colors to the beat of the music. The couches wrapped around the sunken
in table and the girls had trouble walking down the two small steps to sit on
the couches. Colton and Dylan both held out their hands for the girls and they
all sat down to a tray full of tequila shots.
"I think you sssshould get together
with… Um… With Colton," Molly managed to sputter out. Kayla looked at her
laughing and then looked over at Colton who was standing by a group of his
friends and laughing. Kayla was shaking her head. He stood there leaning
against the railing talking and laughing with random girls, but something in
her wished he was talking to her.
way! He is is is not my type and he's way too... Like playerish and rich,"
she stuttered. They began laughing and Finley joined them on the couch as well.
Dylan ordered another round of shots of tequila and called Colton over to join
them. Finley opted out of taking shots but the rest continued to have three
more and the rest of the night became a blur.