Chapter 4: Making a Choice

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Our topic of conversation revolves slightly around my field research, without really giving it much importance, so as not to get too much into the heart of the matter so early. So we get more passionate about the different gadgets given to this evening to laugh at this atmosphere that is rising in rank. Tempers are heating up in every corner, we bet on the couples that seem more or less to be forming in this crazy night of the closer. The guys do not hesitate to dance around the girls, they like to make themselves desired without accepting wandering hands. Only one has managed to approach a girl and they surely exchange their number or social network. As it turns out, the themes of evenings can unleash the most timid and thus allow themselves to act in all seduction.

My need being felt, I decide to go to the toilet and I ask Stella to accompany me, which she does immediately. She slowly gets up and takes my arm, staggering slightly, but as usual, she holds up well. A real fan of elbow raises!

"Don't drink anymore, I still need you among us, okay?"

She stops to face me.

"I don't know who left me without a message one evening with a hottie, "something I understand tonight", without needing help at that moment, she says mischievously.

"But no worries, I'm still standing! Don't stump me this time."

With her finger in the air as a warning, she starts laughing like crazy as she resumes her steps. I hold her back as best I can, then with a lightness, madame slips in and takes my place in the toilet. Great.

"Don't take too long please!"

"Nooooo don't worry, I can handle it!" By the way, he's asking me questions about you Antone!

- Oh really? I'm surprised he's curious about me...

Honestly, since my conversation with Maxel, I haven't thought to ask him for details about what he told her. I'll have to find out from Antone.

- Will you give me some space to find out more? I wonder what he already knows about me.

She comes out of the bathroom and while washing her hands, she looks at me through the mirror.

- Yes, quite the opposite. You have to approach him and ask for his phone number.

She finishes this sentence with a wink.

- But I'm warning you, he has a rather cold side...

- I'm not going to charm him to get it! He'll give it to me without me asking him if he's even slightly interested in selling the land, as cold as he may seem.

I go to the bathroom and close the door, when I hear him lean his back against it while encouraging me.

– I don't think you won't have too much trouble getting him to do it. I'll take care of Maxel who has trouble taking his eyes off you. Believe me I've figured it all out, I've noticed him, already on the dance floor!

I come out of the bathroom and in front of the sink with my hands under water I think about it again... From the moment I met his gaze, I think I understood him too. He has a magnetism that is hard to detach yourself from, I could have pushed him away more vigorously, but I didn't.

Once our hands are dry, we readjust our dress, a quick glance at the hairstyle that is holding up and then we find the boys who cut their conversation short when they see us. Max has settled a little closer to Antone to talk while we return. Stella easily takes a seat next to Max so that I can take the opposite one and thus get closer to Antone. I feel Max's gaze as he must be looking for my eye contact, he is almost opposite, but I pick up my glass as if it were nothing and turn to the one who will perhaps make my future project a reality.

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