Harry. I couldn't imagine a more perfect name to go with such a charming being. His structured chin and jawline was enough to stop traffic. Combined with enticing emerald eyes, beautifully plump heart-shaped lips, and a slightly large nose, that added a certain normality to his God-like physic. All framed by distinctly dark, long curls, that were begging for my hands to explore.
"Dance with me?" He asked. Before I could even fathom a response his hand gripped mine and guided me towards the very corner of the humid, bass-pumped club.
His hand went to the small of my back and pulled me right up against him. I was in a trance under his intense stare, looking back, I probably looked like a deer in the headlights standing there, staring. But I pulled it together and made this night worth it, because if this gorgeous man wanted to dance with me I would dance until I went numb. So I listened to the music and took in the bass, the treble, and everything in between and let myself live. I moved my body to the music, while being pressed deliciously against Harry. He held my hips and felt me move, while watching me with the same, if not more, intense gaze of his emerald eyes.
As the song died down, so did I. But I couldn't say the same for Harry, he looked more alive than ever before. It was as if I sparked something inside of him leaving him craving more. All at once, he pinned me even closer to the corner and placed a desperate kiss onto my own lips. It might've been the multiple shots flowing through my veins or the spontaneity of it, but it was one of the most riveting of all kisses ever given to me.
He started to move down from my lips to the edge of my mouth, jawline, neck and eventually collarbones. Taking his time like I was a delicacy, a rarity, soaking up every detail of me as if I was to drop off the face of the earth after tonight. Almost like a modern, twisted Cinderella.
With my eyes closed in pleasure, I was unaware of his speedy disappearance he left me stunned and frantically searching for him. Sure enough I find him at the bar, ordering a drink. I push my way through the swarm of strangers and towards the mysterious man that now has me completely entranced.
"Hey babe, can I get you a drink?" He speaks as if we've just set eyes on each other. I feel so dominated by Harry, so out of character. But I also feel like this is who I really am on the inside. Maybe my anti-people, anti-happiness exterior is a wall I've learned to build up over the years due to my fucked up background. Hahaha nah, lmao.
The bartender slides me the pink drink and I start to sip, looking at Harry.
"How's it taste?" He asks referring to my drink.
"Delicious, thank you."
He stares at me like he's trying to put together a puzzle.
"Has anyone ever told you, you're very, hmmm, enticing, Eden?"
"Now, someone has."
"Yes, and I'd like to see more of you. Can I have your number?"
He gives me his phone and I type my number in, the real thing of course, for some reason I have such a sudden trust in Harry.
He takes his phone back and pays for his drink before he gets up to place a kiss to my cheek.
"It was absolutely wonderful to meet you Eden." He drawls in my ear leaving me with a smirk and a wink before heading out the door.
My oh my, who created that man.
I finish my drink just as Sage comes to me signaling she wants to leave.
As I exit the humid building I've come accustom to, the cold New York air hits me like a train. Sage quickly tries to hail a taxi. As soon as I'm inside a cab, my phone vibrates.
"I can't stop thinking about how sexy you looked dancing against me tonight. H xx"
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