tight
over his thighs, those rips showing off the tan skin underneath. His arms shoot
out lightening fast as he grabs my waist to steady me again.
My hands come up to rest on his strong chest as he chuckles
“Well, well, you seem to be falling for me, aren’t you sweetness?” He looks
down at me, and my breath leaves my body in a rush. He knows what he’s doing to
me, even though I’m not sure what that is myself. “Since you can’t seem to stay
on your feet without me, allow me to escort you back.” He says as he attempts
to guide me down the hall with his hand still around my waist.
Words fail me as I let him lead me. I look up to see
Michelle wearing the biggest grin on her face and her eyes are as wide as
saucers as she takes in my companion. I cringe because I know what’s coming.
“Nae-Nae! Where have you been! And who is your friend?” she shrieks when we get
to the table. She is beyond tipsy but she knows exactly who my “friend” is.
“Damn it Michelle, stop calling me that! I’m ready to go.
Are you coming with me? Where’s Gabbi?” I quickly snap reaching for my clutch
on the table. I turn to hear Mr. Brooding Stare laughing at me. I’m sure he
thinks Michelle’s nickname for me is ridiculous.
Michelle is still smiling like an idiot looking at my
“friend” when she reaches her hand out to introduce herself. She is completely
ignoring my questions. “Hello there, I’m Michelle. And you are…” she tilts her
head to the side. I can’t believe she is flirting with him! Can’t she see how
uncomfortable I am?
The deep voice behind me sounds too close. “I’m Connor,
Connor Reeves. Thanks for coming out to see the band tonight.” He says leaning
over my shoulder as he extends his right hand out to shake Michelle’s hand. His
left hand is still placed firmly on the small of my back. Connor stands back up
behind me, but leans down and whispers in my ear “Nae-Nae, can I talk you into
a dance before you leave?”
Chills run down my spine, but I try not to let him see me
shiver. I move away from his touch and turn to face him. “My name is Lynae, not
Nae-Nae, and no, I’m sorry, but I’m just leaving.”
Connor smiles at me and takes two steps towards me, erasing
the space gained between us by my two steps back. “Babe, just one little dance.
I’m sure you can wait five more minutes before you head home. Besides, I don’t
see, what was her name? Gabbi? You have to wait on her if y’all are leaving.
Right, Michelle?” He asks her without looking away from me.
Connor doesn’t wait for an answer, he takes my clutch out of
my hand, gives it to Michelle, and leads me to the dance floor. He keeps his
hand on my back as we weave through the crowd. The DJ has taken over the music
again. Obviously, because the lead singer of the band that was playing tonight
is currently standing directly behind me, and when I say directly behind me, I
mean his chest pressed against my back. The safe feeling I had before is coming
back to me. I can’t explain it.
I turn around to face him; I guess I’m just going to have to
get this over with. One dance won’t kill me. Besides, this should get Michelle
and Gabbi to leave me alone for a while. Not only did I go out with them
tonight, I actually interacted with someone other than them, my coworkers, and
patients.
Just because I don’t go out and dance, doesn’t mean I can’t
dance. Back home, Sly and I would dance around my house all the time, and I do
go to this amazing hip-hop aerobics class at the gym. I have hips, and I know
how to move them. I start moving to the music. I’m not sure what song is
playing, but I can move to just about anything. I try to keep my distance, I’m
not sure if I would be comfortable with his hands on me anymore than they
already were.
Connor grins down and stalks closer to me. He has other
ideas in mind. He grabs my hips and pulls them flush against him. Connor bends
his knees slightly and moves one of his legs