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THE DANCE MUSIC pulsed through the floor and the lights flashed across the shadowy rooie Lawson glanced at her cell phone to check the tier was she required to be at this bachelorette party?

She juie whirled around and saw the bride-to-be behind her Brittany was dressed to attract attention froe dress to the rhinestone tiara and veil perched on top of her long, coppery hair

“Angie, you are supposed to be having fun” Brittany’s whine seeh the music Her hands were on her hips and she tapped her foot impatiently “You’re my bridesmaid It’s practically required!”

Angie stared at her and then looked at the wo on the table and chairs as they screaer to take it all off She returned her attention to Brittany “This is what you notice?”

“And what are you wearing?” She gestured to Angie and gave a look of disgust “It’s a bachelorette party”

“There are half-naked men everywhere,” she reminded the bride-to-be “I didn’t realize there would be a dress code”

“Absolutely, it is my party” Brittany flattened her manicured hand to her chest “I am a personal shopper for an exclusive clientele and they’re here”

Exclusive? Angie wanted to snort at the word She had worked with some of the most accomplished and talented women in the Seattle area The women here at Brittany’s invitation were sloppy drunk and out of control She was pretty sure one of them had tried to bite a stripper

“Not only do I have to look good,” Brittany said, “but so do my bridesmaids”

Angie glanced down at her clothes She wore a glittery black tank, dark skinny jeans and—with great reluctance but her e or offensive about her outfit

She scanned the roo note of the other women in the upscale strip club that had been reserved for Brittany’s bachelorette party The guests were not like the flannel-shirt, thick-franer-boots crowd she knew They weren’t even the yoga-pants and organic-coffee group froht miniskirts The outfits ild and sexy