She would have no problem getting in, what with an almost corporate attire, heavy eye makeup, and a really, really good fake ID. Dakota would never let her drink, of course, but she didn’t need to. It wasn’t about that. And maybe Ken could sneak one if he found someone else to socialize with. Something fruity and pink in a crazy glass. It could be fun. And if she had to take a cab back to the house? Well, fine. At least Dakota wouldn’t feel so alone for a night.
Whatever happened, it was worth a try.
Kenna got in line without saying anything. She just smiled up at him and waited for the backlash.
“What? No. Absolutely not.” He said when he realized what she was up to. “We are not going in there, Ken. No way in hell. Come on, let’s go.”
She shook her head emphatically. “You need a vacation. This place is perfect! And if you hate it, we can leave, but I wanna go in. Don’t say no. You needthis, okay? And it doesn’t look sleazy at all. It looks fun. All the guys are really cute!”