Dante's Love Affair (SAMPLE - Story moved to Inkitt)

Chapter 8 ~ The Secret Is Out

Song: Little Mix - Secret Love Song ft. Jason Derulo

...Dante...

The club was going off, sweaty bodies grinding up on each other, girls had their makeup on point, which let's face it, will be sliding off their faces soon. The men who weren't dancing were definitely looking for a body to warm their bed tonight and I, I had my stupid eyes on the stairs to the VIP section where I knew she would be.

"You called this night; the least you could do is pretend to enjoy yourself," Blade yelled over the pumping music.

"I am," I lied.

"You're watching those stairs like they are a car accident."

"Shut up, go and shake your ass and wrangle us up some women."

"Ah, there he is, the man from the start of the night, so nice to see him again."

What a dick, why was I friends with him again? Oh, that's right, because he was like me... before her. Thirty minutes had passed and Blade finally comes back with some ladies, we shook their hands and offered them a drink, but for the life of me, I couldn't pay them a lick of attention. The pretty auburn-haired woman with brown eyes comes over a sits down next to me.

"Dj, wasn't it?" I just nodded, "why are you looking so glum?"

"Just enjoying my night."

She scoffed, "who is she?"

"What the... why do you presume that just because I'm not hitting on you, there's a woman?" Yes, my slash at her was gruff but now I was irritated.

"Please, as if I haven't seen that look before." She arched her thickly pencilled brow at me.

"Can't a bloke just chill out with his mates?"

She shrugged, "sure, but his mates all have their tongues down my friend's throats and the only one not to notice, was you."

I moved my head, shit; she was right, fuck that was fast. "Your friends don't mess around."

"They were on the hunt for a good dicking."

"And you? How come you're here talking to me?"

She held up her left hand and wiggled her fingers; the sparkly diamond on her ring finger caught the light. Engaged, right. "Thought you'd be a safe bet to not hit on me."

"Your man know you're out with such loose friends?" I took a swig from my bottle as she laughed.

"Of course, he's out with his friends, who are just as randy may I add."

"Well, that's nice, congrats on your engagement."

"Thanks, so you going to tell me who she is?"

"Why would I do that?"

"Because you look like you need someone to talk too." She folded her arms across the table, leaning in, expecting me to open up.

I breathed out dejectedly; maybe talking wasn't such a bad idea? "She's unobtainable and here tonight."

"Unobtainable?" The Auburn woman asked.

"Married." She pursed her lips and nodded.

"But you're in love with her."

"I care for her."

"Does she feel the same?"

"Maybe, I guess, I don't know." I ran my fingers through my hair, tousling it.

"Is she happy?"

"I don't know." Hmm, that was actually an interesting question. I knew she loved him, I knew she was not leaving him but was she happy?