“Thankfully, I’m a gracious bride, so all of you have lovely ladies waiting in private rooms for you. Those of you with Old Ladies might just find somethin’ sexy and familiar inside of yours.” Nova whooped, already standin’ up and makin’ his way to the back of the club. “Which one’s my Flower Child in?” Harleigh Rose laughed. “Name’s are on the doors. Happy dancin’, boys. Now make yourself scarce.”
