Darrien
The reception is empty. Everyone seems to have gone. The music is still playing, but everywhere is empty.
I look at the dance floor and Jabi is moving to the music slowly. He is drunk. maybe I shouldn't have let him drink all that champagne.
There is a smile on my face because everything Jabi does is cute to me. Right now, he is dressed in a grey suit. one that I picked out for him myself, and I have to say, my man is the sexiest person I have ever laid my eyes on. The music becomes slow and he turns to me, a goofy smile finds its way to his face as he whines his waist to the slow tune.
I stay seated on the chair with the drink in my hand. I volunteered for cleanup since I didn't help Beau with the whole organization. it is not my fault anyway; he didn't let me know that he needed help. Not that I am one to offer my services.
