We've been at it for about 2 hours and beads of sweat form on my forehead as I put my all into swaying and bopping to the beat of the music. Cindy is just as delirious as me and we laugh as we swing our arms in the air to get closer to the lights beaming through the smoke above our heads.
People's bodies and hands constantly hit into us and slide against us, I'm so far gone that people getting into my personal space doesn't even bother me anymore.
In the back of my mind I do recognise that I could've done without the last 2 shots because I am definitely feeling uninhibited which is very unlike me. But at the same time I am enjoying myself so much that I couldn't care less about the consequences. I scream with Cindy and the loud chorus of the music drowns out our voices.
As we continue to sway our hips to the rhythm, I sense a guy cutting in and I feel his hands go around my hips. Too drunk to care that it's some random I allow it and curiously turn my head around to get a look at the guy, and for a split second my brain fooled me into thinking that it would be Nikolai. But of course it isn't. I mean why would it be him when he was already having his way with a woman before getting here. I shake my head and stare at the guy before me that has my hips in his clutches.
Hmmm he's not bad on the eyes. Mystery man has a fairly well built body, raven coloured hair and eyes so dark that they almost look black, and lips that are now turned up into a smirk from my lengthy appraisal. Well if Nikolai can forget about our kiss and play around with another woman, then why can't I? I mean the whole reason for this outing was to forget about him so that's what I'm going to do.
I wink at Mystery-man and turn my attention back onto the dance floor and shake my ass against him to the beat of the music. Our hips swing in sync, as his arm moves to explore my thighs and then move up to my ass. I'm too into the drum of the music to care what he's doing to me, I just enjoy the moment of a hot stranger doing things to me in the dark of the night. And who knows maybe I'll bring him home.
Goosebumps form along my skin, as I feel a prickle of awareness caress my skin. But not from the guy I'm dancing with, it seems to be coming from another direction. I sense someone boring a hole into my skull and look around to see where it's coming from, and sure enough it's coming from the VIP lounge. And perched on the top is Nikolai.
I thought he was mad when he was telling me off at the office, but boy oh boy the only way to describe his face right now, was downright demonic. His emerald gaze was almost black, and it cast a shadow over his face making him look even more domineering than he already is. He was clutching the railing like he wanted to break it in his hands. Almost imperceptible, he shook his head at me. An unanswered threat lingering in the air.
The audacity. Just the fact that he thinks he has any right over what I do, makes me want to laugh hysterically. Instead I smile at him sarcastically and purposely loop my arms around Mystery-man and press our bodies together as I wiggle my ass and hips up and down. I dance with a renewed vigor, displaying all my curves and assets to him as well as Mystery-man. From this distance I can see his jaw clenching and if possible his gaze turns even darker, sending a chill down my spine.
I ignore him and turn my face to look at my fellow dance partner and he leans in to say, 'You never did ask me for my name, you hot little thing!'
I smirk, 'I wasn't aware that I needed to know your name to dance with you!'
He chuckles and clutches my ass pulling me closer to him, 'You got me there! But it doesn't hurt to make sure I'm not some kind of creep that's only after you're beautiful curves!'
I raise one brow at him, 'As if that's not exactly what you are! It doesn't take a genius to figure that one out!' so the guy has a sense of humour after all.
'hmm...fair point, I guess you make a valid point' he finishes by squeezing my ass, 'But I still have to know the name that matches your pretty face, what kind of man would I be if I didn't even know that about you'.
'haha a guy with your face? The kind that definitely doesn't care! But I suppose it won't hurt to give you my name it's Jaz'.
He gives me a toothy smile, 'At last the woman does have a name after all! And the friends call me Brody' and he leans in close to say, 'Now what do you say we get—'
Brody doesn't get to finish his sentence as a hand lurches out of the shadow and pulls him off me. I look up to see the face of our intruder, and am shocked to find Nikolai staring back at me, his eyes glowing with red-hot fury.
'Excuse me? What the hell do you think you're doing?' I hear Brody say in the background, but I am still reeling from shock and don't say anything.
'I need to talk with her, so she's coming with me!' Nikolai says in a menacing tone.
'Dude you can clearly see that she's with me!' undeterred by Brody's comment Nikolai seizes my hand and pulls me toward him. Off balance by the sudden tug, I slam into his chest hard and he wraps his arms around, effectively trapping me in his embrace.
'And now Jaz is with me! So you better forget about her! Or else!' Nikolai says in a threatening tone and glares at Brody.
Brody smirks putting his hands up in mock surrender, 'Look I'm not in the mood to fight. It looks like you know her and she doesn't look frightened by you' he glances over at me briefly 'So I guess I'll leave her in your hands for the night'.
Instead of leaving like I expected him to, he leans in close to me and grabs my hand. I feel something cool and rounded touch my palm, 'Get your damn hands off her!'. This time Brody ignores Nikolai and after finishing writing what I can only assume is his number he says, 'I'm always up for a good time, so if you ever get bored by this chump' he points at Nikolai, 'then call me I'd be happy to spend some time with a beauty like you' he finishes his sentence with a wink.
I can't help the flood of blood that rushes to my cheek at his unexpected complement, it's not very often a guy says it so blatantly. Nikolai's hold on me tightens, his eyes shooting daggers at Brody, 'What the fuck did yo—' he doesn't get to finish his sentence as Brody shoots off, disappearing into the sea of people on the dance floor.
For a brief moment the fog in my brain clears and I realise I just let a hot man slip through my fingers all because Nikolai decided to barge in on us. I lift my head up to glare at him. Who does he think he is? Especially when I was about to get some! The nerve!