Did you think I’d break down and cry? Hell no, I thought as I got out of my car and handed my keys to the valet. Tonight I was gonna forget all my troubles, at the very exclusive Delicacy. Delicacy had a reputation for catering to only the most elite clientele and tonight I needed to be among my kind of people. After all, it was not every night you found your boyfriend with someone else’s cock up his ass.

“Hello Mr. Rush,” said the bouncer as he parted the crowd to let me through.

“Hi there.” I could never remember their names.

“Have a good time tonight,” he added as I entered the club. I turned around and flashed him a smile of gratitude.

Inside everyone greeted me. It was one of the privileges of being high society, at least club society. You could definitely say I was a partier. Having spent most of my adult life as a promoter, I’ve had the luxury of going from club to club. There was not one place in the city that didn’t know who I was and what having me at their club meant.

Tonight the DJ was at his best. The beats were intoxicating. Delicacy definitely lived up to its reputation. I made my way through the velvet ropes and up to the VIP area. The large room was filled with the most delicious boys around, including some very closeted celebrities. Of course here no one looked twice at them. Closeted celebrities had long stopped being a source of gossip.

I looked around until I spotted Chloe and Ethan sitting at the corner of the room. Ethan as usual had his arm around some anorexic twink, while Chloe as usual sat alone. I walked over and Chloe immediately wrapped her arms around me.

“There, there baby it will all be alright,” she said. “There’s nothing a bottle of Crystal can’t cure.”

I let her embrace me allowing myself a moment of pity before brushing it off as if the whole thing was no big deal, when in reality my world had come apart. Brandon was my world but apparently he’d had enough. There was a certain humor to the irony of it all. Here people who couldn’t get enough of me surrounded me but the one person I couldn’t get enough off had had more than enough of me. I took a glass of champagne and downed it all at once. I was feeling better already.

Ethan introduced me to his little boy toy. He was just like all the others and like all the others he would be tossed aside by the end of the night if not by morning, so why would I bother learning a new name. I just smiled and looked around. I didn’t really know what I was looking for, I guess just anyone to get me out of this funk.

Chloe tried to get me to open up about what had happened. I guess she didn’t realize that a club wasn’t the best place for conversation, especially something of such a delicate nature. I promised her we’d have lunch tomorrow and made my way to the dance floor. There was no better therapy for break ups than dancing that was for sure.

On the dance floor I got lost in