Kimmie laughed and shrugged. “No clue! Some club kid just offered me some,” she said and quickly slurped down the red one. She was slightly nervous, because god only knows what they could contain, but since she’d arrived at the party her anxiety had risen and she needed something to level her out. There were so many people she wondered how Vronsky would be able to find her.

Kimmie grabbed Dustin’s hand and led him out onto the dance floor. They were soon at the center movin’ and groovin’ to Q-Tip’s “Vivrant Thing.” Halfway through the song Dustin noticed Vronsky twenty feet away standing beside the dance floor, drinking out of a silver flask. Dustin recognized him from the Google search he had done as soon as Steven mentioned his name. Dustin had known he’d be good-looking, but he wasn’t prepared for the extent of it. The only thing that made him feel better were the sheer number of pictures of Vronsky with so many different beautiful girls. It obviously made sense he was interested in Kimmie because Dustin found her more beautiful than any girl he had seen on Vronsky’s arm, but he hoped that perhaps the Count was a guy who never settled for one girl.

When he saw Vronsky, he thought about trying to block Kimmie from view, but it was too late. Vronsky had spotted them already and even raised his flask in cheers upon catching Dustin’s eye. Dustin held his breath, hoping his rival wouldn’t approach them, and was relieved to see that it appeared he had no intention of doing so. Vronsky seemed to be too busy scanning the crowd for someone else.

After dancing to Jay-Z’s “Who You Wit” and Lords of the Underground’s “Chief Rocka,” Kimmie wanted to see if Anna had shown up and motioned for Dustin to follow her. To make sure he didn’t lose her in the crowd, he reached for her hand, happy when she let him hold it, as they snaked through the throng of partygoers toward the main bar. “You’re a great dancer, Kimmie,” he murmured into her hair when their progress was stopped by a group of people watching a shirtless guy pop and lockin’ on the dance floor in front of them.