Past Love

Chapter 2

When we got there the music was blaring so loud that all of us was feeling the beat. We all wore short dresses with black heels. My dress was red, Carmen's dress was blue and Sharon's was black. The music was calling us to dance and Carmen was the first one to get up and pulled us with her. We all started dancing so hard that people made a circle around us and cheered us on. Eventually our heels stopped agreeing with us so we all got apple martinis and sat down at a booth.

"Gurl, those men were drooling over us. We was doing the damn thing!" Carmen said.

"I know! The music here is amazing. If my feet weren't hurting I would still be dancing." I said.

"Y'all are too much." Sharon argued. We all laughed. It was turning out to be an awesome night.

"Katina, that man over there is staring at you and he cute too. What do you think Carmen?" Sharon asked.

"He is fine as fuck. Girl, turn around and look- wait, he coming over here."

I turned around and looked and couldn't believe who it was. No! Go away you stupid son of a bitch!

"Hello, Kat." His voice gave me goosebumps and it was still the same as I remember: deep and smooth. His voice used to make me melt but know it pisses me off but I wont let that show.

"Hello, Jared." I gave him my best smile.

"You two know each other?" Sharon said puzzled.

"Wait, Jared. That name sounds familiar." Carmen said

"Hi, ladies. Umm, Kat when you get a chance I would like to talk to you." He handed me a card with his number on it.

"Thanks but I'm good." I tried to hand the card back but he walked away and knowing him, I bet he did it on purpose so I would keep the card. Damn, he looks so gud in his jeans and v-cut shirt. No, just let it go Katina.

"Y'all lets dance, my feet are good enough to go at it again." I said feeling the need to cheer up since seeing him dampened my spirits. As we were making our way to the dance floor, I noticed him on the wall with some chick all up on him but he was looking at me. I smiled and turned to my girls and started shaking my ass as best as I could. I may hate him with my soul but I am going to make him know what he lost.