Kimmie was now bouncing with Count Vronsky to the beat of Naughty by Nature’s “O.P.P.” She would have preferred a different song, once Vronsky explained what the Ps were in O.P.P, maybe one that wasn’t about people wanting other people’s Ps at all. But she made the best of the situation and tried to stay focused on the positives. She liked that he hadn’t dressed in theme and instead wore black slim pants and a Gucci shirt and jacket she could tell was very expensive. His only hint at following the ’90s theme was a thick gold clock on a gold chain around his neck.

This was the second time they had danced together, the first being a week ago when they were out getting dessert for their third date and he needed to stop by Le Bain to see one of his friends. They had only stayed at the club for half an hour, but when they were leaving the VIP area after meeting his friend, they had stopped to dance for a few songs. Kimmie suspected he was falling for her because his hands were all over her while they danced.

The two of them were out in the mob of the dance floor next to Lolly and Steven, but Kimmie had slowly edged to the right, wanting to be alone with Vronsky. She kept waiting for him to pull her in close like he did before, but for some reason he wouldn’t. He seemed distant and she wasn’t sure what the deal was. “Are you okay?” she finally asked, hating always having to yell over the din at nightclubs. He shook his head and apologized, saying he had been out all night two nights ago with his cousin Bea. And then pulled a repeat performance last night with his brother Kiril, who was home from college. He had only woken up a few hours ago to find he had slept through the entire day.

Kimmie forced a smile and nodded, but she couldn’t help but ponder what exactly he and his brother had spent all night doing and who they were doing it with. Also, she couldn’t imagine ever sleeping through an entire day. When the song ended, she hoped the next one would be better, and it was: Foxy Brown featuring Blackstreet, “Get Me Home.”

“I love this song!” Kimmie lied, trying to sound cool. Vronsky nodded, took her by the hand, and walked her back over to Steven and Lolly, who had stopped dancing and were just making out.