Chapter 4

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Jessalin's POV
Why was he here? Why did he just tip the bouncers? And why the hell is he making his way to me?
"Fancy seeing you here Jessalin?"
"My ass, are you following me?"
"Now why would I follow you, I simply came to have fun"

Just as I was about to clap back, some blond stumbles over asking Sebastian for an autograph, and he swiftly pulls out a pen from his blazer and signs her picture and then shoos her away. Then he asks me-
"Do you wanna dance? " Before I have the opportunity to deny him, he takes my hand and takes me to the middle of the floor where a new song started playing (Danny Romero Tango).
I don't know what came over me - I just gonna blame on the song, because when we started dancing it was so hot. He was touching me all over, and where he touched me, my skin felt like it was on fire. I was now in a position where my back was to his chest. And I saw Hazel, and her jaw was on the floor, and then started taking a video. I was to in it to even care. I mean we were grinding on each other. I have danced with many men but man was this definitely a night I would never forget. Who would of thunk that Sebastian Stan could dance like we were making love on the dance floor. Scratch that, who would of thunk I would be dancing with Sebastian Stan. The song ended and Sebastian said he would go and get us drinks.
Then Hazel came over and we started gushing like teenagers. She said that she was leaving with the hunk and I gave her a hug. But then it kicked in only after she left that she was my ride, but also my accommodation for the weekend.

So when Sebastian came back he saw the worry on my face. And asked
"What is wrong?"
"My ride just left, and I did not even stop her" I said looking embarrassed I'm sure.
"No worries I can take you home." I tried to protest, but in the end he won and we made our way to his car.
"Oh my word is that a Jaguar Piecha?" He just chuckled.
"You sure know you way around cars" I just rolled my eyes and got in, as soon as he started the car, I was out for the count.


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