My Devil Boss

A Mistake

Would it be silly if i said... im not good at dancing?" 

i looked away nervously in hope Matt could not see my face.

"Im pretty sure your dancing is graceful as you are beautiful, just place one of your hands in mine and the other one on my shoulder and dont forget to move your legs front and back in rhythm to mine," 

He gave me a assuring smile and my body comply quickly only to find out im doing great unexpectedly.

"See, that wasn't so hard isn't it?" 

I noticed a glint in his eyes and i know that he was sincere in helping me. I swear we were lost in one another's eyes for a while when i feel his grip at my back tightens and it instantly make the space between us close. Its like everything in the background seems to fade away and its only two strangers dancing and swaying to the soft music under one spotlight. I swear it was getting hotter or is it just me...? 

"I-uh need to go to the washroom, if you will excuse me-" i immediately rushed to the ladies without waiting for his response. I need some air. I let out a breath as a sign of relief. What the hell was i thinking? This cannot be happening, remember Ad, both of them are brothers and you must not fall in their trap. You are better than this. I looked at my reflection in the  mirror and remind myself and with that, i stepped out of the ladies feeling myself again when a tall figure surprised me.

"Where the fuck do you think you are going?" A familliar voice snapped. Its Damon. Shit. And he's beyond furious.

"I- err- just gonna freshens up- and make my way back home-" i answered with my timid voice.

"You left me all fucking alone looking dumb at our reserved table and dance with my fucking dickhead brother and now you gonna dump me as a date?" 

He hissed through his clenched teeth and i swear by then his expression changes into something i dont know. A stranger. A whole new cold look.

"For God's sake, he's your fucking brother and its just a fucking dance Damo-"

 I was interrupted by a full luscious soft lips on my lips and its hungrily asking for entrance. I gave permission and grabbed his hair for more. Our tongues intertwined with each other and his luscious full lips is always what i have imagined. Its like we are both venting our anger towards each other by deepening the kiss roughly. We are lost in our own world in that little corner and anyone could caught us in that moment but we didnt stop at all. 

He pulled away from to break our kiss only to find out that i wanted more... Yes, more.

To my dissapointment, his expression mirrored mine.

"Its a mistake Ad-"