Once we make it through the double doors I take a look around and there are beautiful people everywhere! It's like I've stepped into the pages of a Vogue magazine.
The women are all tall and gorgeous. All that I can see look to be at least 5'8 or taller. Which makes me feel more like an outcast. Even with my heels I'm only 5'4. I don't see one unattractive person here. It's a little off putting.
The men are all decked in Tuxedos and Designer suits and they're all young or atleast under 35 from their appearances.
We check our coats at the door. Aiden keeps his arm around my waist as we start to mingle, which makes me feel a little more secure.
Into the first hour everything is going fine. All the men are being courteous and the women friendlier than I thought they would be at first glance.
I excuse myself from Aiden to head toward the restroom. I make my way into a stall and after doing my business I get up to open the door and hear some women enter the bathroom chatting. I'm reaching for the latch when I hear a comment that stops me in my tracks.
A snooty high pitched voice says " Can you believe who he is with tonight? I thought he had better taste than to be seen with a pre-schooler. I mean, he's had me why would he want anyone else."
A different voice replies " I don't know I think she's kinda pretty. Maybe Aiden's just trying to push your buttons by showing up with her. It could be a cry for help if you know what I mean." She leers.
At the mention of Aiden's name I look through the crack in the stall and spot two women. One has long, Full red hair that's in a French twist on top of her head. She's wearing a very revealing sequined red dress with split clear up to her upper thigh with matching red stilettos. She has deep green eyes a heart shaped face and full pouty lips that remind me of Angelina Jolie's. The other woman is blond with long curly hair wearing a dark green cocktail dress that has sparkles splattered at different areas. Her eyes are a light brown and she also has full pouty lips but they're nothing compared to Red's.
The red head laughs at the blonde's comment and says in a high pitched seductive voice. "All I have to do is make my interest known and I bet he'll drop her in a flash." She has this awful evil smile on her face. They both giggle as they leave the bathroom.
What a Bitch! I'm not even here with Aiden like that! The thought of Aiden with her makes my skin crawl and I get this uncomfortable feeling in my chest. Oh no! I can't be jealous! That's not possible, we barely know each other and haven't spoken more than a few words to each other.
I think about her looks and I look in the mirror looking at my green eyes and small lips. I'm not conceited but I know I'm atleast somewhat attractive. But I have to agree that if he had to choose he would probably choose red. She seems more graceful and it appears she comes from a wealthy background according to her high opinion of herself. I shake the feeling off, Check my makeup in the mirror and turn towards the door.
I wait a few more seconds to make sure they won't catch me coming out behind them. I exit the restroom and I'm walking around the corner to head back to the main room when I bump into something. I get knocked back and when I brace myself for the impact....Nothing happens.
I slowly open my eyes and I feel a pair of hands holding my waist. I look up into a pair of light hazel eyes. I gasp a little at how beautiful they are. I look over the rest of his face he has a strong jaw, full kissable lips, jet black hair and slight tan to his skin.
He's smirking at me, which is different from when Aiden does it. Aiden's seems sexy and confident but his is........Scary.
He helps me upright and I notice he's still holding on to my waist. I clear my throat and he smiles and disengages his hands from me.
"I'm sorry, I didn't see you" I mutter shyly.
He's still smiling at me and replies in a smooth voice "That's alright, the benefits by far outweighed the inconvenience."
His voice feels like its running through my body, igniting my insides. I feel myself unconsciously try to move closer to the sound of it. I feel fuzzy and happy like I've had too many glasses of champagne even though in the back of my mind I know I've only had 1 glass. In my abbreviated state I gaze into his eyes and notice they're completely black. This doesn't scare me for some reason.
I feel him put his hand on my cheek and slide it down to my neck. He's speaking to me in his beautiful voice but I can't seem to make out what he's saying. I feel so relaxed. He's slowly moving his head towards mine as if he's about to kiss me.
My whole body is screaming "yes,yes", but my mind is completely against it. Just as I feel his breath on my face he is jerked away from me.
I'm swaying on my feet like I'm drunk. I lean against the wall and slowly feel my control coming back. I can hear shouting in the distance. Once I feel more myself I realize I was about to make out with some stranger just by hearing his damn voice! I am completely outraged at myself. WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED? I'm panicking and I feel like I'm about to burst out crying.
I look over and what I witness is shocking. Aiden is holding the dark haired guy against the wall by his throat with his feet dangling. But the guy doesn't look hurt. He's actually smiling at Aiden tauntingly. Aiden's back is to me so I can't see his face. I clear my throat and Aiden's head jerks over to where I'm standing.
He drops the guy and in a split second is in front of me. He takes my chin in his fingers and lifts my head to look in my eyes. His fingers are extremely gentle but I can feel the underlying strength. He twist my head from side to side looking over my features, he looks over my body to inspect for damage I suspect. His show of concern tips me over the edge slightly and I feel a traitorous tear roll down my cheek.
He takes my face in his hands and gently wipes the tear away with his thumb. "Don't cry." he whispers pleadingly. I bob my head slightly unable to speak. He moves one hand to my head and the other to my back and pulls me into him. I bury my face in his chest and sob softly. He rubs slow circles in my back with his thumb and assures me I'm safe. I can't quite fathom why I'm reacting this way.
Once I calm myself down I pull back a little and look up in his face. He looks down at me with something in his eyes. It looks like tenderness but I can't be sure.
The atmosphere changes between us suddenly, filled with tension. He slowly moves one hand to my lower back and the other glides up to the back of my head again, gently lifting me to my tiptoes. I don't notice that I'm clutching at his jacket lapels. He slowly begins to lower his head and as he gets closer I cant help but flutter my eyes closed.
I can feel his hot breath on my lips for what feels like forever. I can't take it any longer and close the distance between us. His lips are soft and warm and hesitant. He doesn't move when our lips connect. I'm about to pull away when i feel him murmur my name against my lips,he gradually applies more pressure and I feel his tongue gently lick my bottom lip. I open my mouth slightly giving him access. His tongue enters my mouth exploring and tasting so gently. I can't hold in a moan at the taste of him.
A throat suddenly clears behind us and I feel Aiden's body stiffen.
I try to pull away but he keeps a tight hold on me not turning around. I lean slightly to look behind him and realize the guy from earlier has gathered himself together and is glaring at Aiden's back.
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Picture on the side is of Lexa's Hallway pursuer.
I'm dedicating this chapter to Elatimer because Threads and Weaver are very interesting stories you should definitely check out!
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