Nicki regretted coming to this party. She knew her best friend, Paz, had meant well. Paz dealt with any break-up with a solid week of partying. But now that Nicki was here, in some record executiveâ€™s house in the rich part of town, she wished she had stayed home instead. The thought of watching bad television and stuffing her face with ice cream seemed like a better balm for her break-up wounds than whatever this party had to offer.
|The Reclusive Billionaire, Book One: The Meeting by D.C. Chagnon|