SahDen Short Stories

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*So was in a pub last night and they were playing Rebel Yell by Billy Idol and this came out. 😂

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Deniz made his way through a throng of people undulating in the middle of the dance floor.  Not his usual scene and he probably looked out of place among the scantily clad crowd of the German discotheque he was presently making his way through.  The loud thumping music had an almost mechanical beat that had the dancers nodding their heads and shaking this bodies as they seemed to jump up and down in every direction.  The cacophony of sounds and smells was almost as crushing to the senses as the red, pink, yellow and purple lights that flashed and swept around the venue. 

Deniz was still in his brown khakis and loose white shirt, looking like cheetah stalking his way among a pack of dark wolves.  But he didn't care.  He was on a mission to find Sahra.

It had been a month since they saw each other.  It was hard for them to be together sometimes since her job as an editor for a magazine required her to be in Istanbul, while his work as a photographer had him traveling all over the globe.

Gosh!  He missed her.  He missed the way she looked up at him with her sparkling blue eyes when she was being mischievous or the way those same eyes flashed when she came up with an idea for the magazine.  He longed for the time when they would cook together, lounge outside after their meal, and watch the stars in the sky.  Oh how he wanted to be right there with her in that very moment.  Which was why he was now looking for her in this silly club. 

Sahra had accompanied Ahu and their other friends to Germany to visit some family of Ahu's and shop.  While there, the women decided to put together a bachelorette party for Ahu who was shortly getting married to Ulas.  Lucky Ulas, Deniz thought.  Ahu was a very sweet girl who also put up with Ulas' very busy lifestyle, given that the guy just had to go everywhere and know everyone for his job.  He mentally wished them luck and knew that he was shortly going to be swept for Ulas' own party that was happening in a few days.  He had left all the planning to their other friends and wasn't quite sure what to expect.  Of their own plans, Sahra had relayed them to him with a lot of giggling and references to half-clad men making it a night to remember for Ahu.  Deniz shook his head.  He was sure he was not letting Ulas know any part of the women's plotting.

Deniz looked around some more.  Where was she?  It was hard to find her beautiful face given the flashing lights and the dark room.  He had messaged her that he had arrived at the place and would find her. He was about to pull his phone out and call her when he saw her. 

Deniz stared.  Sahra was wearing a white top that was cropped to show her flat stomach.  She had paired it with tight white pants and white boots with heels about 5 inches high.  Her hair was in loose waves around her face and he could see that she was also looking around the crowd. 

In that dimly lit room, she looked like a beacon of light.  She glowed and drew him in towards her like a moth to a flame.  When she finally saw him, he expected her to give him a big warm smile of welcome.  Instead, her eyes pierced him, looking at him up and down, as if she was sizing him up.  Then the side of her red lips tipped up, and her tongue darted out to trace her upper lip.  He saw her turn to say something to Ahu and the other women with her.  Then she picked up her purse and sauntered towards him.

When she got close, she lifted her hand to his face, her eyes following her fingers as they traced his temple.  Then she pulled his face down and moved her body against his for a searing kiss that send a bolt of need right down to his core. It seems that she had badly missed him too. 

When she finally stepped away, he heard shouting and hooting from Ahu and the other women.  But really, there wasn't anyone else he could see, only Sahra.  And like an obedient slave, he followed her without question as she walked towards the door.