Bethanys pov:
It's in the middle of the afternoon and I'm on my lunch break. Derek walks in and sits next to me.
"Um hi." I say nervously.
"Do you know Bethany that you are very unique." he says mixing his salad.
I look at him with half a sandwich in my mouth.
"Thank you?" I say with a small laugh.
"Tell me about you everything." Derek says.
So we sit there for an hour talking about my life.
"How about you?" I say.
"Yeah nothing much about my life is intresting." he says. I was about to say something when his watch went off.
"Gotta get back to work." he says. He grabs a sticky note from my folder and writes something on it and leaves. I look at the paper and see a phone number. I blush.
I go back to my desk. I work on some competition stuff for next weekend. At the end of the day I see Derek drop his bag by the door to go to the restroom. I leave a sticky note on it with my number. I get my things and leave.
I get home and start making dinner. As I'm eating my phone buzzes. I smile knowing it's him. I look at my screen.
"Well I see someone left their number on my bag." -Derek.
I texted back.
"Well maybe" -Bethany
We texted for about 3 hours before I fell asleep.
The next day at work I had to work late getting things ready for competition. All the girls left and I said,goodbyes. I sit at my desk when a arm comes from,behind me.
"Coffee?" Derek says putting down a cup.
"Oh thanks." I say.
We continue talking for about an hour. His gaze is turning me on.
"So tell me about you." I say.
"I told you there's nothing to tell." he says sternly.
"O ok." I say.
He grabs my hand and leads me to the dance room.
"What are we doing in here." I ask.
"Dance with me." He says holding out his hand.
"Derek I don't dance." I say.
He grabs my hand and turns music on. He pulls the clip that's holding up my hair out. The song kiss me by Ed Sheeran came on. We danced and danced until I almost passed out.
"Oh my gosh it's one in the morning." I say.
"Il drive you home." Derek says.
"No it's fine I can drive." I say.
"No I will it's not safe for you to drive home." he says.
We walk out and he grabs my bag. We drive back to my place.
"Thank you." I say.
He gets out and opens my door.
"Ms. mota have a good night." he says.
"Just Bethany."I say.
He nods and gets back in his car and drives away.
I go inside. What the he'll is this man doing to me.
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FanfictionBethany Mota 19, just moved to New York to adventure on in her fashion career. When all goes wrong. Bethany works as a receptionist at a local dance studio. One day Bethany meets the new dance instructor Derek Hough. Will they keep things profession...