Dancing with the Devil || Complete

~Perfect~

Chapter 14

Out of all the things I could have forgotten. I forgot dancing.

Expecting a free day to hang with my girls and fit them into their dresses, as well as announcing to Anna that she would be my maid of honour. I'm instead stuck having to learn how to properly DANCE!

"UGHhh!...I can't believe I forgot all about this..." I groan as me and Mateo continue to waltz, and twirl listening to the dance teacher.

He hums next to me signifying his misery as well. I just rest my head on his chest, listening to the beat of his heart and the song...our wedding song...I smiled at the thought of it. It was indeed a perfect song.

Mrs.King had insisted we do this as it would be mandatory. So I grabbed my girls and Sonya of course. And headed to the dance studio. I had given Mateo a very strict warning that if he didn't come I would end up choosing a certain area to cut off, and that he would be sleeping alone if he didn't come.

Everyone was a bit shy at first, although making partners was quite easy. Ian instantly found his new prey as he basically drooled over Olethea, and they were quite the pair as his goofy personality matched hers.

Anna and Angelo got matched and they struggled with the height difference as Angelo had to bend down so that Anna could even wrap her arms around him. Anna being the introvert she was, suddenly forgot how to speak and decided to keep her resting bitch face on even though both me and Olethea knew it was just a mask, so she won't get hurt. And by hurt I mean she took a liking to Angelo and she was afraid of rejection.

Lastly, Sonya and Alex got partnered up, and the tension between the two was intense I mean Alex seemed nervous around Sonya which was so weird because he rarely ever looked like he felt anything. Other than the last time that I had my meltdown.

I sighed watching them begin to enjoy themselves slowly blending, and mixing with the flow of the music, as did me and Mateo.

*Why am I actually enjoying this?...Omg this reminds me of the first time me and Mateo met...*

"I used to hate dancing.." I mutter as I'm buried in his chest.

I feel his chest pulse as he chuckles under his breath, resting his chin on my head.

"I fell in love with you through dancing....don't hate it..."

I blush, biting my lip as I turn my head up to look at his eyes that were already on me.

"I said it in the past tense, I don't hate it anymore...."

"Oh?" he says raising a brow, with a smirk.

"Yea, it's my fave thing now because of you...it's when I realized the hate I had for you wasn't hate but butterflies..."

I say blushing a bit, seeing him smile as he plants a kiss on my forehead.

"Until you decided to be a jerk again and provoke me." Sneering at him as we separate with our right hands still interlocked, but I'm brought back in except he's behind me.

Lowering his head he whispers into my ear. My breathing is still unsteady as I try to catch it.

"You know you liked it...malysh.."

Translation:(Baby)

I untangle myself as I'm brought back out and in again but this time I'm dipped down. And just like the first time Mateo's eyes wander all over my body, his eyes looking lustful once again. I see his jaw tense as if he was struggling to stop himself from the thoughts driving around in his mind.