You are dancing at the rage trying to perfect a routine to "express" by Christina Aguilera.
When you are finally done you are sweating and panting.
You hear clapping for the door.
Oh dear lord.
It's Riker fucking Lynch.
He smiles and walks over to you.
You realise what your wearing and start to blush. Your wearing really short shorts and a crop top because you didn't think anyone would be there today.
"That was really good. But I think I could do better." He challenges.
"Well I love a challenge" you say while walking over to the stereo an putting on another mash up CD.
You guys have a dance off for what seems like ages and by the end of it you's are doing a duet.
You finally spin into his arms and the CD finishes. You look up into his big brown eyes, breathing hard.
You both lean in and press your lips together.
When you pull apart you's both laugh.
"I think we both won" he says.
"What's my prize ?"you say.
He smiles. "Me" he says leaning in once again.
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