Chapter 2
Love Like This
"Dillon huh?" Veronica asked as she sipped on her drink.
"Yes, Dillon Scott actually " Dillon answered confidently as he scooted closer to Veronica.
"Ah, let me get her a sex on the beach" Dillon said to the bartender. "Make that two." Dillon added as he began checking out Veronica before winking at her.
Veronica continued to sip on her drink as she eyed down Dillons muscular, thick set arms.
"Like what you see?" Dillon questioned while grabbing the drinks out of the bartenders hands and placing one in front of Veronica.
Veronica acted as if she didn't hear Dillon and swirled her straw around her curvaceous glass.
"So you not gon' say thank you?" Dillon asked as he sat down pointing towards her drink.
"Thank you" Veronica said looking into Dillons shimmering eyes.
"No problem" Dillon said while turning his body towards the dancefloor.
Club Zero was one of the most popular clubs in LA, ever since 2pac made his appearance back in 95' this club has always been the shit.
"You wanna dance?" Dillon asked Veronica.
Veronica choked on her drink , and put it down.
"What was that?" Veronica asked while placing her right hand over her chest.
"DO YOU wanna dance?" Dillon asked again, exposing his dimples in his cheeks.
"I-uh" Veronica studdered. Dillon grabbed her by her arm and brought her onto the dancefloor.
Ironically Fatman Scoop was dj'ing that night. While Dillon and Veronica were making their way towards the dancefloor the beat for "Love like This" (In MM) began playing.
Everyone in the crowd began going off and were grabbing eachother.
Fatman Scoop grabbed the Mic and told everyone to jump.
"YOU GOT A 100 DOLLAR BILL GET YO' HANDS UP! YOU GOT A 50 DOLLAR BILL GET YO' HANDS UP! YOU GOT A 20 DOLLAR
BILL GET YO' HANDS UP! YOU GOT A 10 DOLLAR BILL, GET YO' HANDS UP!" Fatman Scoop hyped through the mic.
Everyone began putting up there hands as they jumped up and down.
Dillon pulled off Veronicas leather jacket, exposing her naked shoulders.
Veronica was caught off guard, but before she could react, Dillon turned her around and put his arms around her waist.
Veronica was hesitant at first, but after a couple of "hey ho, hey ho!" She began dancing but was still aware of her environment.
"WHO FUCKIN' TONIGHT? WHO FUCKIN' TONIGHT? " Fatman Scoop voice boomed through the speakers.
Dillon unexpectedly bent Veronica over, giving him more contact with her ass. He began slapping it, and surprisingly Veronica began throwing that ass back at him.
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