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Chapter 19 - Someone's Jealous

Tom heard the door closed. He blinked. Three times.

"Damn him," he whispered angrily. When he finally walked towards the closed door, he opened it, and closed it with a loud bang. When he looked down, he saw that everybody was already dancing on the dance floor. Strobe lights, loud party music, booze, and dancing enveloped him once he stepped down on the final stair.

A hand patted his shoulder.

It was Carl who was smiling drunkenly at him. He offered a glass of water-like liquid in front of Tom's face. Tom accepted it with a tight smile as he was left alone again. He was nodding his head in sync with the music, as he made his way towards the dance floor. When he saw a guy holding a tray of tall wine glasses, he gave him a sign to come over and placed his empty glass on it. He took another half-full glass and finished it with one go, placing the now empty glass on the tray. His head swam a little as he looked around with a heavy sigh. The music and the lights added to his dizziness. He was about to leave the dance floor when a warm and soft hand touched his.

"Hey," a sweet whisper near his ear. When he turned to see who it was, lips were pressed on his. Soft lips that wasn't who he was expecting. It wasn't the same lips that touched his inside the VIP room. He pulled away.

"Sylvia?"

Her only answer was a smirk. Then she just left. What was wrong with them? Kissing him then walking away.

"I see you're enjoying the night."

Tom turned around and saw Bill, whose arms were crossed over his chest.

"I'm supposed to." Tom gave a glare.

Bill just gave a smirk as he moved closer towards Tom.

"Stop doing this," Tom said as soon as Bill leaned closer. Their faces inches apart.

"Doing what?" Bill played innocent as he started thumbing Tom's braided hair.

"Acting like you're fucking single," Tom said with fire in his eyes.

"You know what?" Bill whispered near his ears.

"What?"

"I'm jealous. Jealous of Andrej. I'm so damn jealous that he can have whoever he likes. I hate that I'm already with someone... And I hate that you need to come back."

"Come back?" Tom wondered. But Bill didn't answer him, so he decided to play along with Bill's mind games. He brought his hands on Bill's hips and gripped it in a little rough way. Enough to make Bill wince a little. Seeing Bill's pained features, Tom couldn't help but smirk, but the moment Bill gazed back at him he saw a flash of cunning grin.

Bill stopped thumbing Tom's braids and slowly roamed his hands around Tom's neck, as he started massaging Tom's neck softly. Tom's grip got tighter as he waited for a reaction from Bill. Bill leaned much closer and moaned on Tom's ear.

"I like what you're doing. Like it rough," Bill whispered seductively.

Before Tom could do more, Bill dragged him in the middle of the dance floor and started dancing. He moved his hips this way and that, rolled his neck slowly, raised his arms up and danced to the beat.

Tom started letting his inhibitions go by dancing with apparently everyone on the dance floor. The music was something upbeat and fun so Tom and Bill danced crazily as they could, laughing and having fun. As the music turned to something sensual, but with the same club-like beat, their dance turned a little sensual as well. Flirty looks and soft touches. Bill explicitly grinded his body onto Tom's. Tom could smell the alcohol on Bill's breath the moment Bill turned to face him with a slightly open mouth. Tom tried to capture it but Bill playfully and sexually giggled as he avoided Tom's lips on his.