Party Time- Chapter 15

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We help each other get dressed and zipped. I decide to put my hair up in a neat bun with a nice golden headband. My dress was strapless and was mid-thigh. It was the same color gold like my head-band. It was a kind that showed my curves. I also added a cross to my neck. For my shoes I wore a nice pair of black heels Carter got me a while back. Elliot was wearing a polo shirt and some nice pants Noah gave him about a year ago for Christmas. He has that effect where he can put anything on and look good in it. I feel my phone vibrate. I grab it and check to see who text me. Carter told me that before I go to bed, I need to face time her. She also sent pictures. They were really pretty. I just text back and told her okay. We headed out to where all the signs to the event were pointing to. When we got in there, there was music going, people jumping and dancing around. "I am gonna go get a drink." I yell above the music to Elliot. He nods. I order a Lemon Drop. They make it perfectly and fill it up to the top of the glass. I take a swallow by swallow, but it is too good. In two minutes it is all gone. A man in his early thirties comes over. He looks a little bald and weak. "Hey, I like your dress. Are you here alone tonight?" He asks. I start to feel uncomfortable, but just when I need it, Elliot comes to my rescue. "No, she isn't. She is here with her husband. Now please stop looking at my wife like a piece of chicken before I detach your eyeballs from your head. Thank you." Elliot says to the man. The man starts to look scared and walks away. "Time to dance." I tell him taking the subject off of what just happened. We danced and danced our hearts out until we were tired. After that fun time, it had to come to an end. We run back to our hotel room with a whole bunch of energy. I start to take my hair down and it falls fight on point so it is wavy. "Perfect. Freeze. You look sexy just like that." Elliot says while putting his hand on my face. We stare for a second and then kiss not a normal one, but one that is intense and long. I look into his eyes to see happiness and love. That is what is suppose to be there. Not lust and hunger. We intensely kiss as fire pass through our lips. We fall on the bed and let the night take us away.

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