Chapter 89

Jade's pov We trooped into the bar, just like every other person and immediately, loud music blasted into our ears. I pulled up my strapless dress to cover my breasts that were shamelessly pumped out. Betty hit my hand as I did it for a second time and eyed me playfully.  "Saint should see you that way red one. Why do you think I picked out the dress?" She winked at me and I smiled shyly.  She must have seen through me to know I would definitely want to come here and I couldn't blame her though. I was a clown when it came to Saint because it didn't matter what he did, I always found myself thinking of him, wanting to see him and wanting to be with him. No matter how much I told myself I should keep away, I still found my way back.  And right now, I wanted to find him and talk to him, talk about everything, tell him how much I missed him and makeup with him.  "I don't see him anywhere though," I replied searching the VIP sections for him with my eyes.  Betty dragged me to the counter an