Allure

Chapter 20

"Come out with me tonight?" Tristen pleaded with her eyes as she stood in my bedroom doorway.

"I have to study." I smiled, then returned to my book.

She sat on the bed beside me and let her hand rest on my thigh I fought with myself, do I move or don't I?

"Please Ryon?." She smiles , she knows she's going to win. She pokes her bottom lip out.

"Fine." I roll out of bed.

Tristens dressed in a cranberry red body con dress, it was open backed , with a thick choker neck strap. Her nails matched the color, her eyes were lined completely with a heavy coat of mascara , which as usual made her look exotic , her only accessory was a thick golden cuff bracelet. Her hair fell with the most subtle curls beside her. She was beautiful and I was average in her shadow but at the same time , more confident.

"What are you wearing ? Let me see " Tristan called from the hallway.

I looked in the mirror one last time, my hair was straight, and fell about an inch below my shoulders, I had a sliver nose hoop. I settled on all white An all white long sleeve dressed that hugged my wide hips perfectly. I pulled on white platform sandals with a three inch heel that instantly takes my outfit a bit past.

"You look good." Tristen says truly stunned. I was pleased. "And look at your ass!" I laugh as she turns me around. "We should've done this sooner, you've been holding out."

I pull on a white chain clutch and I'm ready to go.

Driving to the club, Tristen is in full blown club mode. Her radio is blaring and she dances to every song that comes on.
The line outside of the club is short, it's ladies night and the bouncers were not going to make us wait.

"Could I see your ID gorgeous?" The more handsome of the two asks me with a flirtatious smile. I can't help but smile back.

"I personally want you to have a good time tonight Ms. Ryon." He bites down on his full lips as he hands me back my License , and escorts me up the steps to the door.

" He was cute." Tristen shrugs and smiles, she takes my hand and leads me into the club.

The music is far too loud, everyone is dressed to perfection, and I'm slightly uncomfortable.

"Ryon, right?" A feminine voice calls from behind me. I don't recognize the voice but the face is vaguely familiar , maybe a customer.

"Umm, yes. Hi ." I smile. She's tall with dark hair , her chocolate skin is flawlessly made up and her bright smile is glowing
"Courtney. We go to school together, Calc. Your tristens friend right, She speaks highly of you."

"Oh right!" I smile now more comfortable with her " Yes. We room together."

Courtney and I are deep in conversation when another voice calls me name . " Ms. Ryon. Hope you're having a good time ." He smiles , "And you Ms..."

"Courtney." She smiles at the bouncer. " Well Courtney, I hope you don't mind if I steel our friend here for a dance.

"Have fun trying." she winks at me and slips away to the dance floor .

"That was bold. " I commend him.

"Can't wait for what you want." He smiles and sends some hand signal to the bartender, who then bring two cups and pours two drinks right in front of us. He slides one my way and smiles.

"I'm sorry, what's your name?" I say, declining his offer.

" I apologize sweetheart, I'm Kevin."

"Well I don't drink, Kevin." I shrug

"Well, do you dance?" He takes my hand and pulls me to the dance floor, already picking up a rhythm before I can respond.

"C'mon baby girl don't make me dance alone." He says without missing a beat. He's truly handsome, he's white smile is immaculate against his dark skin. He's still in all black work attire, he's lost the black tie he once wore and is now wearing his shirt just unbutton enough to show me a perfect Chest. He's worked, and now he wants to play.

When I don't move fast enough for him he take my other hand and continues to dance , there is apparent temptation in my eyes.

He knows he's caught me when my hips start to move , he steps closer and we're dancing. For the first time tonight I'm truly enjoying myself. The atmosphere in the club only rises by the song. And by the third song with Kevin the dance floor is full, and we're pressed into a corner , I'm sweaty and hot, and tired but something keeps me moving.

"Shit." Kevin says right before he falls into me, he uses his arms to hold his weight along with the weight of the two drunk guys who fell into him. It was over in moments but the fall killed his mood and mine.

"I'm sorry, you okay?" I nod. "He looks over his shoulder "You good, my man?" He helps the drunk guy to his feet and his drunk friend tries dreadfully to keep him there.

"Thank you for dancing. " he smiles. And wipes his face with his large hands.

"Thank you for not letting me be buried below three men in the corner of a dark club." I smile, not letting on that for those few moments I was slightly afraid.

"Anytime sweetheart." He leans down, and looks at me for confirmation.

I shake my head. "I'm sorry..."

Instantly he pulls away. "No worries." He throws his hands up in surrender "It was foolish to think someone like  you were single anyway." He takes my hand " But you came to dance, there's nothing wrong with that." He smiles and it's as if the dance never stopped.

"Goodnight Ryon." Kevin kisses my forehead as he leaves, he was sure to leave me with my friends.

"Was that the bouncer?" Tristen asks. I smile in response.

"You were with him the whole time?" Her eyes are wide, asking more with her question then her words let on.

"Well I hope you had I good time." She smiles " I'm ready when you are."

It's pleasantly cooler outside compared to the hot club. And Tristen is parked right out front.

"Everything okay?" I ask as she digs into her small clutch as if it were a bottomless pit.

"Did I give you my keys?" She looks up at me. I know she didn't but I search my bag anyway.

"No."

"Fuck." I look into her car as she has.

I laugh. "I take it you left your spare at home." It's a bad habit of hers to lock her keys in her car.

"Fuck.. And I don't have road side." He hands fly to her face , slightly annoyed.

"I'll call someone." I say in reassurance and dial the first person that comes to mind.

"Ryon, it's Half past one, are you okay ?"

"By any chance can you pick the lock on a car door?" The club doors open bringing loud music and conversation with it.

"No, where are you? Are you out?" I hear rushed movement in the background.

"I'm uh... At a place named Spite."

"A club, by yourself?" I hear keys and a door close.

"No,I'm with Tristen , she accidentally locked her keys in her car."

"Is the club closed ? Can you get back inside?"

"I think so."

"Go inside , I'm on my way."