Dirty Dancing

13

"Roshon and Karina... I'm sorry, but you've been eliminated."

You could hear gasps through the humongous audience.

This wasn't expect, we all thought that Kelly would've been eliminated, especially after her horrible tango. This was an unexpected end to week eight, tonight marking only two weeks until the end of the show.

I snapped back to reality, hugging my best friend. "You did great, R-Dizzle." I whispered in his ear, making him laugh. "It's all good, I'm not even upset." He smiled, moving onto other people.

A producer grabbed my arm, pulling me backstage. "Okay?" I questioned, Val and another producer in front of me.

"Okay, I'm gonna cut to the chase. Views are dropping and we need some action between the two of you." The man explained, "There are all access cameras in the studio, and we know you're dating. Just make out or something." He ended, walking away.

Interesting.

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So there we were, making out in Val's studio.

Now let me repeat that.

So, there we were, making out in Val's studio.

Not an innocent little kiss, but we were getting hot and heavy.

I was against the wall, his hands traveling the length of my body. I had my hands tangling though his black waves.

He stopped his hands below my thighs, "Jump." He growled. I think we'd enjoy this more than the producers.

He carried me to the table, him standing in between my legs.

He was dominant, no doubt, and I liked it. He could control my every action, and I'd let him.

"Oh my god." He caught his breath, pulling away. "You're so fucking sexy, Babe."

It lasted for awhile, until the point where we probably would've gotten down and dirty on the studio floor, then we stopped.

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"I'm stopping after this season."

It wasn't a shock, he had himself overworked and exhausted.

He was successful even without the show, and he liked it that way, it was taking a toll on his body.

I would have my reality show, and a world tour happening after my newest album dropped, so I would be busy for awhile.

He had his own studio with Tony and Maks, and he would be judging on DWTS, a whole new ballet of judges replacing Len, Bruno, and Carrie Anne.

We had settled the suit against my parents, a simple trial. They tried to claim that I took their money, supposedly 300,000 dollars, so I said I would pay them the amount in full. Then they said I took more and more, It dragged on forever.

I had bought a home in Sacramento,

"Okay, if it makes you happy, I'm all for it."

He smiled, wrapping an arm around me, "This feels good."

"Yeah," I agreed, "It does."

The scenery was great, a look over a beach, facing west for sunsets.

"How much did this place cost?" He asked, leaning into my shoulder.

"About two million."

It was nice. I didn't need a huge house, only 5200 square feet, five bedroom and four bathrooms. The view was where the money was at.

"How many kids do you want?" He asked.

"Three." I answered, "Why do you ask?"

"I was thinking of settling down, in the future."

And settle down we did.