Chapter-7

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Holy shit.

His eyes...

I gasp!

They were such a beautiful shade of blue that you couldn't help but want to get lost in them. I could write a whole book on how beautiful they were. Okay... I agree that's going too far. But they were gorgeous. Along with his equally gorgeous face.

Sighing, a small smile grows on my face...

I couldn't help but stare at him.

"Take a picture. Lasts longer."

I gasp again, clearly caught red handed. His voice was so damn good. Wow. How am I so turned on by every aspect of this guy?

Drunk. You are drunk that's why.

Yeah. I was drunk though. So why not have some fun while I'm at it?

Atleast I can have the excuse tomorrow morning that whatever crazy I end up doing today, it was only because I was drunk. Not because I wanted to do it. Absolutely not.

Boosting up my confidence I decided to take my chances with the hottie beside me.

Wait. Hottie?

I'm clearly drunk.

So I extend my arm and introduce myself,

"You're cute."

Chuckling slightly at my attempt to start a conversation, he shakes my hand says,

"Okay I don't see why. But you seem very happy unlike me."

I giggle.

It's true. I have no idea why I am getting the urge to giggle every time I look at him.

One second. Have I seen him somewhere? Doesn't he look familiar? Nah. I would have remembered this cutie. I'm not that drunk. Or am I?

As if to see for myself how drunk I was I get down from the bar stool. Wrong move. My legs wobble underneath me and I end up stumbling over Mr. Blue Eyes.

He turns towards me again. His eyes capturing my eyes as if searching for something. His face, frowning, as if to answer some questions on my face.

I take the lead. Close that I already was I move closer to his ear and whisper a "Hi", blowing a bit of air, hoping to sound sexy. I didn't think this trick would work but I had seen girls on TV do something like this. But when he stiffened in front of me, I was satisfied.

This move and the fact that he hadn't moved away from me increased my confidence level by a good margin.

Straightening myself with his help,I slowly sat on his lap, making myself comfortable and leaned towards him. He's quiet, observing my every move with undeniable lust in his eyes. I smirk. His face looks so beautiful that I can stare at it my whole life. His plump lips look too yummy to just stare at. Damn I'm so horn. Tracing his forehead, cheeks and ultimately his lips I whisper,

"Dance with me"

He hesitates before answering,

"I don't dance"

I lean back from him. "Suit yourself"

"By the way, free advice, you shouldn't let strangers touch you like this. I could've killed you"

As if suddenly broken from a trance he looks taken aback. I laugh and jump down from his lap, not before grinding a bit on this crotch though.

After that I slowly make my way to the dance floor, well aware that I have his complete attention. I start moving my hips to the music, swaying them way more than necessary and turning to check on him every once in a while.

In about two minutes of me dancing, a tall guy comes to me trying to show his moves. He wasn't as cute as Mr. Blue Eyes at the bar but cute nonetheless, so I put my hands on his shoulder and start dancing with him.

Suddenly I had a pair of arms around my waist pulling me out of the cute guys embrace and into another hard body.

"You shouldn't let strangers touch you like this Princess, he could have killed you."

And with that I knew who it was. I victory smirked knowing exactly who it was. Putting my arms around his neck I try and grind him with my back moving up and down with the music.

I turn around to look at his face and ask with a coy smile,

"And why should I think that you won't kill me Mr. Blue Eyes?"

"Mr. Blue Eyes huh?", he chuckles.

"Well I won't kill you atleast not yet, because....", he leans forward and whispers, "I want you"

And with this his lips capture my lips and I melt into him, not being able to hold myself any longer....

Author's note:
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-Amisha


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