The Games We Play

Chapter Six:

Chapter Six: Peter POV

Scanning the club for a 'nice time' and I spot Maci Martin. She's looking beautiful. Scratch that she always looks beautiful, but tonight. Tonight outside of school she looks incredible. She's just incredible. I want to feel her body against mine. Even with the distance I can I can see her curves.

She's looking at me. Does she know it's me? She's smiling. What should I do? Smile back.

I watched as her friends walked to the dance floor. Leaving her alone. This is my chance. My chance to start something between us. I start walking towards her.

She obviously noticed my direction because she tended up, but then she relaxed again. I watch her the whole time. Looking her up and down. Her every movement. As she wraps her delicate fingers around the beer glass and brings it towards her mouth.

I walk right up to her. Leaving barely any space between us. She smiles. Her beauty shining under the fluorescent lights. "Hello, Mr. Kelly". Mr. Kelly? That sounds sexy outside of school.

"Ms. Martin" she giggles.

"Call me Maci."

"Okey, Maci. May I ask how you got in here?" It is a club and she's only seventeen.

"A friend."

I lean in the direction of the dance floor and before I could say anything she grabs my hand and starts walking to the center of all the action.

She starts dancing.

All the lights start bouncing off the sparkles that cover her dress. She looks like a star. This is her stage and I'm the only one in the audience.

She turns so her back's against my chest. She starts moving. Grinding on me. I start thinking how this is wrong. She's my student, but then she places her hand on my neck.

The touch gives me chills. A shock through my body. I place my hand on hers and slide it down her arm. A little Dirty Dancing action.

I grab her hips pulling her into me. I can feel her every movement. In rhythm with the music. And then the music stops. She halts. A slow song takes place.

Maci turns around and steps back. I place my hands back on her hips and pulley her closer. She gasps. I can feel the corners of my mouth turning up. This girl is beautiful.

***Maci POV***

He's smiling at me. He has a attractive smile. I wasn't expecting him to want to slow dance. Oh, well.

I wrap my arms around his neck. He pulls me even closer. We start swaying to the rhythm of the music.

His eyes seem to have gotten greener. Is that possible? Whoa. I feel his hand trailing along my spin. It feels nice.

He smiles again. I start to giggle. He cocks his head. Confused. "Sorry".

He smiles, "It's fine". I lie my head on his chest. I can hear his heart beat. It's steady. Unlike mine. My heart is racing. What am I doing?

"Maci?"

"Peter?" I try and sound calm. Cool. Collected. All lies.

"You're beautiful." and that was it. I wanted this man. Peter. My teacher. I didn't care anymore. He was sweet, sexy. He made me feel like the only girl. I don't want this moment to end.