In My Dreams

Prologue

3rd March, 2014

I'm leaning against the bar waiting for someone to serve me, I haven't been waiting long. My long brown hair is lying over one shoulder of my sequinned dress as I stir whisky with my finger, swirling the amber liquid around the glass, sucking my finger dry then necking back the last gulp. Then my mind darts back to the argument I had with Alex before I left to come here. He can be such an arsehole at times. I'm here to celebrate my brother's best mate Jaxon's twenty first birthday, there was no way I was going to miss it, not for anyone not even for my prick of a boyfriend especially not after he tried to lay his hands on me. His obsessive behaviour and the possessiveness is getting worse. I know I will be paying for the consequences tomorrow... he said, "If you go out tonight and see Jaxon, I will fuck you up the arse until it splits you in two." See... he's a prick.
While waiting for my friend Leanne to arrive I signal the bartender who was there to take my order in a flash, his eyes dropping only momentarily to my low-cut neckline. I order two large glasses of sweet white wine and find a table to sit at.
Everyone is attempting to appear proper in their high-end suits and attire. Me and Leanne were the only ones that were dressed in brightly coloured dresses which gave us a lot of unintentional unwanted attention. Leanne gulps the last of her wine and hurries over to the lady's toilets. Just as she stagger away, the doors to the bar burst open and six well-dressed men saunter their way in, just as if they are walking a cat walk. There I see him, Jaxon, the tallest one of them all, not hard to notice wearing his signature grey skinny trousers and a crisp white shirt. I can't take my eyes off of him but when he notices me staring he smiles and I look away quickly, pulling out my phone for a distraction. When I feel a swarm of butterflies fluttering in my stomach, I shift uncomfortably on my chair and gulp the last of wine wondering what the hell that feeling was.
"Good evening Miss Rose." Jaxon says placing a glass of wine in front of me.
"Well hello there birthday boy. Shouldn't it be me buying you a drink?" I giggle, clearly tipsy already.
He sits down next to me squeezing his long muscly legs under the table. Why am I feeling so hot under the collar all of a sudden? I can feel my cheeks are burning up.
"I bet you are getting all sorts of looks in this dress?" He tells me taking me all in.
"There have been a few, Including the barman." I say pointing my head in the bartender's direction as we both catch him sneaking another peek at me. Jaxon and I burst into laughter watching the bartender acting all flustered as he knocks over a bowl of lemon wedges to the floor.
"Are you going to have a little dance with me later? Cut up some rug in those ridiculously sized heels you have on?" He talks loudly in my ear then the sensation of the little hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. Just before I could reply I notice a young girl who looks as though she should be working a pole then be seen in a place like this, skipping her way over to Jaxon. The red mini skirt she is wearing, or should I say belt, if she bends you could probably see what she had for dinner. It rides up her thighs as she climbs on Jaxon's lap. Her top displays her tiny breasts that she has obviously spent some time making look bigger for this evening. She whispers something into his ear. His hands are rested on one of her bum cheeks and he gives it a little squeeze. She kisses his cheek climbing off of him, strolling back to all her other slutty looking friends.
"Where's your boyfriend tonight?"
I take a quick gulp of wine accidentally spilling a little down my chin and dress. Jaxon laughs and he wipes away the drip on my chin. His touch takes my breath away but I'm unsure if that's the alcohol making me feel like that. Why do I wish he licked it off me instead?
"He's err... He's entertaining some clients tonight. He wanted me to go with him but I couldn't miss your twenty-first celebrations, could I?" I answer.
"Well I'm glad you chose to be here."
I've never noticed how handsome Jaxon is until now. His dimples and the smell of his aftershave. I soon shake the thoughts away when I realise he's been my brother's best friend since they were toddlers. I used to see him all the time when I lived at home and he would always be there teasing me and playing Mario Kart on the Nintendo Wii. But then I moved to London and started seeing Alex, I have been away a lot since then and haven't spent much time at my parent's house. Seeing Jaxon today, he isn't a teenager anymore. His muscles are bulging and he has definitely filled out into his body. I'm sure he gets taller every time I see him. He looks like a man now. A very handsome man. I feel my mouth go dry as I stare at his smiling mouth and that's when I feel my heart pounding in my throat, threatening to break out. What is all that about?
Leanne sits back at the table breaking me out of whatever it was I felt after spending most the night talking to some guy she goes to university with. Jaxon kisses me on the cheek, picks up his bottle of beer and strolls back over to his mates.
My eyes keep darting back to Jaxon, trying to find him amongst the crowd on the dance floor. He has his arms wrapped around that slutty girl's neck while he shoves his tongue down her throat. I think I've enough for the night. I can see my brother is way too drunk to even notice I've gone, Jaxon is otherwise occupied and Leanne left an hour ago with some guy, I doubt I will be missed.
I pull off these stupidly high Louboutin's Alex bought for me and I carry them under my arms as I exit the club.