Immaculate

Dancing

Part Fifty-Seven

Sang's POV

I loved Indian. I had a Korma, but I tasted every single one of their dishes that was different to mine. We had a massive round table and the couches we sat on were so low to the floor, that I had to kick off heels and curl my legs underneath me. It was a traditional Indian Restaurant and the owners were Indian and were really friendly. I think they clicked on quickly that I wasn't with just one of the boys, but all of them, but they seemed to find it delightful and I think that was because they came from the Indian Himalayas, where Polyandry and Polygamy were more common. Whatever the reason, I really liked them as a couple and I knew that the tip Victor left them at the end had made their week.

I was excited when we got to the club, Gabriel had said about. We got in easily and the techno beat was heavy as soon as we were past the first set of doors. Luke and Gabriel caught my hands and dragged me out onto the packed dance floor while the others went to get seats.

I was a bit self conscious at first, but Gabriel had been right. The heels made it a lot easier to dance in. Just like ballroom dancing, raving was easier in heels and soon enough I was moving with them, my hands raised above my head. It was hard not to move with the music when it really got going. Both of them were plastered to my front and back and I welcomed it. Gabriel was shimmering down my body while Luke was swaying my hips with his, hands clenched together above my head. North, Nathan and Silas came over and I saw Kota and Victor joining us as well. They all danced really well and I was in a beat filled haze as they passed me around them, keeping me close to them as we danced to the beat. Their hands were all over me, across my back, down my sides and over my hips and I loved every second of it.

"We need to drink!" North said in my ear and I nodded at him, letting him and Silas draw me through the other dancers. They lead me from the dance hall and then Silas was drawing me to him, his arm around my waist, my other hand in North's still.

We found Mr Blackbourne and Dr Green, they had claimed some seats close to the floor on a higher level that gave a good view of the dancefloor and I realised that they would have been able to see us dancing.

Silas dropped down onto one of the chairs they had arranged around two tables and pulled me onto his lap.

Bottles of water stood on the table and I reached for one thankfully.

"I need this," I muttered and rolled the cool water around neck trying to cool down. "Are you going to dance?" I asked them and they shook their heads.

"Not tonight," Mr Blackbourne called out over the beat of the music. I pouted at him, wanting to dance with them, but he just shook his head.

"We get much more fun watching you lot," Dr Green laughed.

Gabriel reached over and planted his lips on mine and then pulled back.

"Put that lip away, Trouble," he said and I giggled. I turned to Silas, sitting on his lap sideways.

"You'll dance with me again, won't you?" I asked and he grinned at me, his dark eyes alight with humour and something else.

"Yes, Aggele, I will dance with you," he said and I leant towards him and kissed him. He slid his hand up the back of my head and held my head to him as he deepened the kiss. I smiled against his lips and sat back.

"Sang!" Dr Green called my name and I turned to him he mimed drinking and pointed at bottle.

I saluted him and dutifully opened my bottle and raising it to my lips I drank. I hadn't realised how thirsty I was, and I drained half the bottle in one go. I licked my lips and put the cap on.