For the Love of Dance

Chapter 3

Leo

I didn't want to her let go. Shit. What just happened? I keep running the scenario through my mind over and over again. I don't normally do this. She probably thinks I am a creep. When I saw her, I just couldn't help myself. She was beautiful. Better than any girl I have ever been with or seen in a while. When you go to the club, you don't go there to find the love of your life, you go there to get some ass plain and simple. But last night was different. Something was different with her. Or maybe it isn't different... maybe I making this into a bigger deal than it actually was.

People go to the club all the time, they pick up random girls each week and it isn't based on anything but attraction. Man, she was attractive. Really attractive. Her bright blonde hair swaying while she moved her hips and that ass. She had a very nice ass. I will admit when I pulled her to go dance, I thought she would say no but she seemed to dig it. She seemed like she was digging me. My head begins throbbing probably from the alcohol that I consumed last night. Ugh, I need to let this go. It was one night, with one girl and odds are that I will never see her again. Even if I did see her, nothing would happen anyways. It was a night of drunken fun. Damn, the way she kissed though. I begin to harden at the memory. Suddenly, I hear footsteps from the hall. I quickly grab a blanket and cover myself. Shit!

"Whoah dude, am I interpreting something?" Nolan smiles.

"No I just woke up and was thinking about something." I reply.

"Was that something from last night?" he replies that same smirk still remaining on his face.

"I don't know what you are talking about," I reply chuckling. "so are you just going to stand there and watch me or can I be left alone so I can handle this situation."

"I was just about to leave. I just wanted to know what you want to do for breakfast."

"I don't know. We can make some pancakes or we can go eat at that brunch spot if no one feels up to cooking." I say while reaching for my pants on the floor.

"I don't know. Half the guys are still asleep."

"Well I don't fucking know. I guess we will figure it out when they all wake up." I reply grabbing a plain white t-shirt.

"Okay. It sucks that you didn't get her number. She might have been able to help you with your little situation going on right now." He says turning to leave the room.

"What are you calling little? Fuck off." I grab a pillow off the floor and chuck it at his head.

"Wow someone is super touchy." he yells while walking down the hall.

This is dumb nothing is going to happen between us, nothing will happen between us. I should just stop thinking about her and move on. Except for some reason I can't get her face out of my head. I can't stop replaying the kiss, well the many kisses that we shared. Something tells me that she will be hard girl to forget.