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chapter 2: How It Went Down

Kyle

After I walked inside the club, I headed straight to the bar to get a drink. Work was very hectic today, so I needed something strong to calm down my nerves. Dressed in black pants, a white T-shirt, and white converse, I felt more relaxed and at ease since now I wasn't in one of my usual business attire.

While walking up to the bar, I saw a girl wearing a black dress, drinking a white liquid in a shot glass. From the angle that I was standing, I could see the beauty that she possessed.

Walking up to her, I could sense that she was tense by the way she was drowning her drink down her throat. Gently tapping her on the shoulder, she turned towards me.

"Take time with the drink sweetheart, it seems your stressed out and by the way, you were coughing I would say that you were choking on it," I said to her.

"My name is Kyle," I continued while holding out my hands for her to shake.

Looking at my hand, then back at me she responded. "My name is Nyla," while taking my hand into hers.

"So why is a pretty woman like you here on a Saturday night drinking all by herself?" I asked while sitting down beside her.

"I just came out to have a good night and get drunk and maybe get laid." She replied. Was she insinuating something or was she trying to find out what type of guy I was or if I would actually show some kind of emotion to the words she just uttered? Giving her none, I replied while smiling, showing off my deep set dimples.

"Well, nice to meet you Nyla, I hope you don't mind my company. So how old are you?"

"I'm twenty-four years old and you?"

"Twenty-five."

"Do you come here often?" I asked inquisitively.

"No it's my first time here, I don't go out much."

"I see, why not?" I asked curiously.

"I don't want to discuss that right now, maybe a next time."

"Are you saying that we might see each other again?"

"It all depends on how this night ends," she replied while flashing me a sexy smile.

"Dance with me?!" I asked her, but it came out more like a command. Without waiting for her to reply I took her drink and rested it on the table, then I took her hand and led her to the dance floor where Revolution by Diplo was playing.

She was gyrating her body to the music and dancing on me slowly when she suddenly turned towards me. She was looking into my eyes before she leaned in. She is going to kiss me, I thought.

I could feel my heart beating erratically, anticipating the feel of her lips on mine but it never came. She had hesitated and I wondered if she was having second thoughts. I was about to lean in and do what she was afraid to when I felt her soft lips crash into mine.

She was kissing me slowly and passionately.

I was taken aback because I never thought she would have the guts to do it so it had taken me a while before I kissed her back. I could tell that her body was in heat; by the way her breath, came out faster. Kissing her back, I poured all I could in it. Passion. Intensity. Fire.

"Did you come here alone?" I asked, after breaking away from the kiss.

Still panting from the kiss, she replied, "yes, I did." I was happy when she uttered those words, for she was making me feel things that I haven't felt in a long time. I know what you all are thinking; that I'm doing this based off what she said- that she wanted to get laid.