Her Forever (Book 2)- Chapter 2
The Dance
Rosalie
The walk to the club only took me 25 minutes; these shoes were the only thing slowing me down. I don’t know why I had ever agreed to come out; going to large public places with a ton of people was not my style. I could sit at home mostly and not have to socialize with anyone in particular. It was the whole reason why I went into computers.
ty sizeable real estate office. When I first moved to this city, Amanda was one of the first people I met. She was one of the b
f student loans.
tch that had my credit card, ID, cash, and phone in it.
length of the dress went down to my knees to cover up my thighs. To say I was uncomfortable was a complete understatement. I hugged my body tightly as I walked through the club, headed straight for the VIP section upstairs.
nt out part of the area for her 21st birthday party. I could already see a lot of people
o heels.
ike you are ready to go?!”
ere making out, and some sitting on their dates laps.
rties,” I spoke with conviction.
the drink menu. “Give me something fruity, and just one.” Amanda laughed and held my hand as I sat with her at her booth. I held up my finger and held my head lower to show her my ‘in all seriousness’ look. She laughed and got me so
she only comes out once every couple of months to appease my clubbing addiction.” Some of them chuckled, and I was forced into the booth.
y learned never to trust anyone, and telling anyone your secrets was definitely a no go. People are only out to use others, but me, I always showed kindness, not being overly bitter about my belief. Do unto others, one of those golden rules I liked to live by.
whelmed. I end up reliving my past while others around me continue in their conversations and banter.
shivers. Never feeling safe, never feeling secure, and never feeling the love of real parents. The foster parents that took me in only gave me the bare minimum and took the state’s checks to help raise me for beer and drugs. I bounced around until I landed with my last foster parent, Derick. I was knocked out of my haze by Amanda tapping my shoulder.
rn flooded her eyes.
fact, let’s go dance.” Amanda’s eyes widened in shock, and she quickly nodded and took
music videos and watching clubs live from my small apartment while other people danced. I wasn’t completely innocent in the ways of those arts. With a few skips and almost tumbles, we reached the middle of the dance floor, and Amanda started to sway along with the music.
ered and the room became darker, I began to listen to my body as the music played.
tarted to get comfortable. I let go of the worry, stress, and anxiety in the middle of the dance floor with so many bodies. Being thankful and grateful, I felt as if a small bubble was around me. No guy had come up to dance with me yet, and I was ecstatic about it. As karma had read my mind, I felt a hand slip around my waist from behind me.
man in the face. Keeping my back turned, I put my hands on top of his as I continued to sway.
ldn’t help but let a small whimper escape my lips. Silently crossing my fingers, he didn’t hear that above the music. I couldn’t help it; his touch felt so good, especially his lips on my neck.
His hair was shoulder-length, and I grabbed a bit of his hair and tugged it slightly. I had no clue where I got this sudden urge to be so bold, but I felt comfortable, erotic even with this man. Feeling a smile and rumble from his mouth and chest, tiny ch
left my lips as he continued his assault on my neck. He slowly started to kiss up my neck, and little trails of warmth and tingles wen
ab my clutch and go wish the birthday girl a goodbye. I paid my quarterly dues to her and stayed past the well-respected time I usually do.
e him?” I asked excitedly. “I didn’t see his face. Do you know who he is?” I grabbed her ar
anda cooed while putting both hands to cup my face. I smacked her hands away and
Midnight is my limit! See you Monday!” With th