My hand stings from slapping Ned. I mean he did have it coming his way. Inviting me to stay in his side of his condo for what? A one night fling. I am not a coupon, you can't just use me and throw me away. I mean I do kind of like him but...., ya know shit's complicated.
I look up from my hand just in time to see the light skinned boy that was standing behind Ned heading my way. I plaster on a quick smile and act casual.
"What's a purdy girl like you doin' standin' here all alone," he asks moving to stand beside me.
I look up to see light hazel eyes staring down at me, " Is that really your best pick up line, because I've heard better," I ask arching my brow.
He picks up a strand of my chestnut hair, twirls it around his finger and leans down, "It was more of an invitation than a pick up line." His lips brush my ear as he says, "Come dance with me."
I shiver, not from the cold but from the closeness of this boy. Reluctantly I take his hand as he leads me to the middle of the dance floor. I close my eyes and move along with the caribbean music as it pulses in my ears. My body moves closer to hazel eyes and soon there's no space between us. The song ends and I find myself pressed up against hazel eyes with my arms wrapped around his neck. I look up to see him with his eyes closed and a fine sheen of sweat across his forehead. His arms tighten around my waist and he pulls me closer.
I stand up on my tiptoes and he holds me tighter making sure I don't fall, "What's your name," I ask.
"Only if you tell me yours first darlin," he replies.
"Zara Cortez," I say
"What a beautiful name," he says
"As in Fashion by Cortez," I finish gesturing down at my blue lace dress and sliver heels. I look up at hazel eyes smiling and to my surprise I'm met with a shy smile reflecting right back at me. Blush hits me face at full force and I quickly look away, until I remember, "hey you never told me your name." His eyes park and a stupid grin appears on his face.
"Whatever you wanna call me, " he says.
"Your name," I say putting my hand on my hip.
"You're a stubborn one huh, darlin," he asks. I don;t even get to reply before he grabs my hand and pulls me along with him to wherever he's going. His movements are swift and in a blink of an eye we're at a door. He pushes open the door then gestures with his hand and says, "ladies first."
I step through the door and I'm met with a cool breeze. I look around and see that we're at the back of the club. Leaning back against the brick wall, I look over at hazel eyes and he looks so laid back. His black hair dances in the wind and his closed eyes gives way for his long eyelashes to show. I see a flicker of a smile and he turns his head to face me. My cheeks go rosy for the second time. He moves towards me and as he un-crosses his arms I see a snake tail come from under his sleeve on his left bicep, then it retreats back under the sleeve of his shirt. He closes the gap between us in seconds.
"What's on your mind mouse," he asks with a smirk.
I flick him in the shoulder and say, "I do not like that name."
He laughs a little then with a rough edge to his voice he asks, "then whatcha gonna do about it mouse?"
I go in for another flick to his shoulder but he catches my wrist and pins it against the wall. Trying to get my hand free I say, "Hazel eyes don't test me," but I don't even get to finish my sentence because his lips crash with mine.
I'm stunned for a second, but then I realize what I want, and I take it.
I return his kiss with a more forceful one. He moans in pleasure as I lightly bite his bottom lip.
I'm taking what I want and he likes it, I could get used to this.
He lets go of my wrist to hoist me up and I wrap my legs around his waist. His hands travel up and down my body and he kisses move down my jawline. I throw my head back and moan in pleasure. It's so intense that my hands don't know where to go.
One of my hands finally finds the tattoo and I lightly trace it with my finger.
Hazel eyes must sense what I'm about to ask because he stops kissing my jawline and looks me in my eyes saying, "My gramps used to call me his little viper and no matter how old I got I was always his little viper. So when he passed I got a snake tattooed on my arm."
I bite my lip and look away, "Oh I'm sorry for poking a tender spot."
He cups my face in his hands and says, "Mouse you have nothing to be sorry about, you didn't know." With that he kisses me. I savor this kiss, it's filled with raw emotion that I know is real because it's directed towards me.
Breaking the kiss I look into his eyes. Even though it's dark out here, his eyes seem to be brighter than ever. I lift an eyebrow and ask, "So why do you call me Mouse?"
He leans down to kiss my neck then whispers in my ear, "Because I'm the viper and you're the mouse," he stops, "I think I just caught my prey," he finishes.
Hazel eyes goes back to kissing my neck and that eventually leads to him giving me a hickey. I get lost in his eyes when he finally looks up at me, but the sound of the door that leads to the back of the club opening snaps me out of it.
"Zara is that you," the voice calls.