The night is passing really fast, we talk and we dance on the music. I met a bunch of people and they're all really great and I haven't seen Shawn since I had an eyes contact with him 3 hours ago, we haven't spoken and Rosie didn't intrude him to me. I only had one beer, i'm not a big drinker and I like to have fun without being brain affected by the alchool in my system. Me, Rosie, Ian and some other people are standing around the kitchen island. I sudently feel two big hands around my hips lifting me off the ground and sitting me on the bar stool. My heart stops and by reflex, I put my hands on the hands and and I push them away and a little scream come out of my mouth. I turn around still sitting on the stool and Shawn is 2 centimeter away from my face looking at me in the eyes. "Sorry about that, every guy in this room was looking at your butt..." He leans towards my ear and whisper "...and it is making me crazy". He looks shy saying that to me but at the same time so confident in himself. At this point, I don't even know how I'm still breathing. Shawn is so close to my face and he looks at me with a little smile. His eyes are light brown and he's looking straight into my eyes. "Umh, okay" I could kill myself right now for responding that but my brain is nonexixtent at this moment and I'm still processing what just happened.
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