Lev's POV
I tinted on what Mr. Foster said. He maybe compliments me very often, but I am never used to it. I always ended up blushing with his compliments to me. Mr. Foster looked at me, and a smiled formed on his sweet lips. He hold on my cheeks and simply plays with it. He is not just drunk, but really drunk. He doesn't know what he is doing. His Uncles was simply looking at them, they aren't that drunk unlike Mr. Foster. He started to touch my head and until on my chin. He was cackling drunkenly, he started to poke me. I don't know if this is the right Mr. Foster.
“Is that Kendrick? It looks he isn't. He never acted like this,” Uncle Grey said to us. “He seems so strange. Maybe Lev really changed his life. That's why he wants to stay on Lev's side on the rest of his life,” he added.
I looked at Mr. Foster again, and he was simply looking at my eyes. He was quiet all the time. I don't know what's inside of his mind. Mr. Foster is so freaking cute right now, he was simply playing with my shirt. He isn't saying something and acting like a kid. He leaned on his seat, and he unbuttoned the two buttons of his shirt.
“It's so hot,” he complained on an aggressive way. “But, I am more hotter,” he suddenly changes his mood when he uttered his words.
He raises his left eyebrow. I completely looked at the other direction. He is acting like a kid and a fool right now. He doesn't want to go home, he sometimes grabbed my hand and looked at it. I don't know what he is looking about it. He attempted to bite it but I immediately stopped him.
“Pshh,” he simply complained to me.
He rolled his eyes on me. He seems a little mad, but I didn't mind it at all. He is just a drunk and he doesn't know what he is doing. He crossed his arms and has a pouted face. I don't know how can we go home. I don't know what's Izaac's number. Mr. Foster suddenly gets close to me and hugged my arm.
“You are mine now,” he said to me.
He looked at me and gave me a smiled. But those smiles faded when he suddenly looked at me close. I don't know what he is inspecting on my eyes. I know it isn't dirty.
“Your eyes looks so familiar. So familiar, I forgot where it is, but I am sure I met you,” he uttered to me. “Your whole face is so familiar. I can't tell where,” he added on an irritated voice.
“I am your secretary before you married me, remember?” I uttered to him.
He hold on his chin, and simply shook his head at me. He gets really close to me just to inspect my whole face. I accidentally lay on the couch and he was crawling in top of my body just to looked closely to me.
“You are Treyton. My last dance on the Xhayvlon Moon Dance. Now I remember you. I want to ask you on a private dance but someone took you so fast from me,” Mr. Foster uttered to me.
Thoughts started to be build up like a puzzle. I looked closer and it is really him. The Bryle I danced on Xhayvlon dance. All this time, it is Mr. Foster, I am so dumb to noticed that. I was too petrified to speak because of the sudden realization of mine. Mr. Foster smiled at me, he lay on my arm and hugged it so tight. He looks so comfortable holding on my arm. I thought it was just a mistake to be Mr. Foster be my dance. It is really real, I am not one of 1% of people who wouldn't be accurate, but I got the 99% faith. The Xhayvlon dance is really true. Mistakes that I did on those dances aren't my fault of my clumsiness or my unintentional movements but the moon redirecting me to the right path. I doubt it because I was too brainwashed by myself that Zheke is the right guy for me. No one knows my faith. I looked at Mr. Foster and he was peacefully sleeping on my arm. He looks so fucking handsome. I don't know what to do right now. I put his hair on the side that was covering his eyes.
