Ghost and König Meet Their Match

Chapter Six

The colorful lights of the club shinned all around the dance floor you currently occupied, letting the alcohol and music flow through you as you danced to the beat.

It took a few drinks before you had part of the crew convinced to join you on the floor, just about an hour after you and your boys arrived at the club and finished off the cake Price brought for you. You knew Ghost would never budge, the guy wouldn't even leave the mask at home so he just sat at the table with König, both men watching you like a hawk.

You could see in Ghost's eyes that he was annoyed that you were out on the dance floor, even though the guys surrounded you, not letting any man get close to you.

"Go dance, Schatz. Have fun, do what you want. I can fight." König told you with a simple shrug, knowing he wouldn't let anyone bother you.

Even Price was next to you, dancing like there was no tomorrow and it brought you much joy when you looked to your left to see him very seriously doing the robot.

Single Ladies by Beyonce suddenly blasted over the speakers, causing Soap to scream your name with delight, despite being right beside you. He jumped in front of you, bending over and then began twerking on you in a very unsightly fashion.

You burst out laughing, throwing your head back as Soap turned back to look at you with a goofy grin.

"Make it rain, Sinner!" He yelled at you.

You obliged, pretending to flick money from your palm directed at Soap. You two stayed like that for about half the song, Ghost shaking his head at both of you from his seat where he stayed, eyes trailing your every move and watching everyone around you.

Soap turned back again to look at you, "Wanna trade spots?"

That earned him a slap on the back of his head from Price.

Glancing up, you noticed Alejandro was speaking with the DJ, sliding him something before turning around and grinning directly at you before he sauntered his way over to you as he ignored the girls trying to get his attention. You raised an eyebrow at him, questioning the look he was giving you.

It all made sense when Alejandro by Lady Gaga came on, it was a running joke between you two that this was your song together. You happily took his hands once he was near you and he gracefully spun you around before you two began dancing with each other, a little space between each of you.

Alejandro laughed at you, knowing dancing wasn't your strongest suit but entertained by the fact that not giving a fuck was definitely one of them; you couldn't care less who was watching you, you were just gonna make damn sure you were having fun.

"But her boyfriends  like a dad, just like a dad."

You mothed the song's words to Ghost, knowing with that glance alone, he was annoyed, maybe even jealous of how close Alejandro was to you. You rolled your eyes, you weren't even touching him and Ghost declined to be on the dance floor.

Alejandro moved expertly in front of you, his movements fluid and memorizing, you could see half the girls in here watching him, pinning for him. The rest enjoyed looking at Soap and Gaz, who were currently dancing with each other, doing something resembling the chicken dance.

Hell, even Price had been raked over by quite a few eyes. Your boys just demanded attention and you were happy to let them have it all.

After the song, you broke away from Alejandro, letting them know you needed to go to the bathroom. All that dancing was making you sweat and you wanted to dab your face with a little water and take a breather.