21st Century Knight

Chapter 8 Shall We Dance?

Just for fun. 😊🔊⬆️

Brandon drove through the large black gates of the hall where the Rosette Hawkins Country Club soiree was being held. Gabriella twisted her hands nervously in her seat. She was beginning to feel like it was a bad idea.

"Are you sure about this Brandon? I mean, I don't know anybody and I'm not sure if I fit in at a place like this." Brandon took her hand as she stepped out of the car.

"You're my date. It doesn't matter what they think. I only have to attend this once a year. At least this year I have a date that I like. And I get to show you off." he said confidently. Gabriella felt a little more appeased.

"Thanks." she replied as they entered the well lit foyer. The floors were carpeted and the ceilings were high; the walls were paneled with polished oak and bespoke of class.

"Fancy." Gabriella observed.

"I know right? Even I couldn't get used to it at first." Brandon said with a head shake. Gabriella wondered what he meant by 'at first'.

They entered the main hall which was decorated with large silver banners displaying 'Rosette Hawkins Club 30th Anniversary'. A group of young men swarmed Brandon as he entered.

"Whiteley! Glad you made it!"

"Brandon, dude, is that another date?"

"Brandon, the old man sent you instead of coming himself, huh? He always avoids club gatherings." Brandon responded to each of them before pulling Gabriella forward.

"Hot date you got there. Not as hot as your last one, but still. She's a looker." One of Brandon's friends eyed her up and down. Gabriella felt her face heat up.

"Ian, This is Gabriella Keller. My girlfriend." Gabriella noticed his emphasis.

"Where'd you meet her, Bran? She's a real keeper." another of his friends said with unbridled admiration.

"What about Madison? Does she know you have a new girl?" a slightly more reserved looking man came behind Brandon. Brandon turned around.

"Peter, it's good to see you." He shook hands with Brandon before returning to his point.

"So what did Madison say?"

"She threw a blue fit, while wearing red." Brandon said easily. The men burst out in laughter.

"Better not let her catch you saying that. Actually, she's around here somewhere. She's been guzzling champagne and refusing dances saying the first one goes to you. You better set her straight soon."

"Thanks for the tip, Peter." Brandon nodded. Peter smiled as he shook hands with Gabriella.

"Nice to meet you Miss Keller. I think Brandon is a lucky guy."

"Thank you," Gabriella said politely.

"So who gets the first dance with her?" Ian asked.

"I think I'm entitled to it." Brandon replied, stroking the back of Gabriella's hand. She smiled at him.

"Well save one for me if you can, okay? I'd like to get to know my best friend's girlfriend more." Peter grinned.

"I want two dances at least." Ian insisted.

"You're not getting even one if you have any more champagne," Brandon said curtly.

"Don't spoil my fun, Brando." Ian pouted.