Obsession

Chapter 2

I stand in front of the mirror and stare at my reflection, trying to figure out what it is about me that Kai doesn't seem to find attractive.

Is it my hair? Does he prefer blondes? Or maybe it's because I'm so short. Maybe he prefers taller girls. Or maybe he doesn't like girls at all? I've never even considered that possibility before. I've never seen him talk to anyone really, so it's hard to draw any kind of conclusions.

"Mara?" a voice calls out from behind me.

I turn around to see Leo standing in the doorway. He's dressed in a pair of black joggers, a loose fitting white hoodie and black sneakers. His black hair is messy and falls over his eyes, kind of like Kai's does.

He's smiling, as usual, and I find it hard not to smile back.

He drops his gym bag to the floor and his eyes travel over my body. I'm only wearing black leggings with a matching sports bra, what I always wear when I dance, but now that I'm not alone, I feel so exposed. I can feel my cheeks heating up, so I turn away from him and take a deep breath.

I kneel next to my bag and reach for my phone to connect it to my portable speaker. When the music starts playing, I stand up and turn around to face Leo.

"Let's see what you've got," I smirk.

He nods, proudly accepting my challenge. He gives his arms a shake and kicks his legs out a couple of times to warm his body up. He closes his eyes and takes a second to connect with the music. Something I like to do as well.

My jaw drops to the floor when he starts dancing. His rhythm and style are unlike anything I've ever seen before. He effortlessly nails each move, some of which are far more difficult than anything I've ever attempted.

I can tell dancing is his passion. He feels the music in his soul and lets it travel through his veins, electrifying his limbs.

He stops for a moment and pulls his hoodie off over his head, revealing his tight white t-shirt that fits his toned body like a second skin. He tosses it aside and goes right back into his routine.

He oozes sex appeal. I don't think I've ever seen someone so sexy before. I blink a couple of times, hoping he can't read me like an open book. His smirk would suggest otherwise though.

He stops in front of me, raising a brow as if he's waiting for my applause or something.

"Wow. You're good," I say, nodding my head.

"Yeah?" he asks, turning his head and tossing his hair out of his eyes.

"I don't think I'm anywhere close to your level. Where did you train?" I ask him.

"With Deeko Watson in LA."

"Deeko Watson trained you?!" I ask in surprise.

He shrugs like it's no big deal. "Who trained you?"

I'm almost embarrassed to tell him anything about my training background. Especially considering he's trained with one of the best dancers on the planet.

I look down, trying to escape his intense gaze, while I think of something to say.

"Well, my mom is a dance teacher. I learned everything I know from her," I say, looking up at him.

He smiles, to my surprise. "That's awesome. Are you gonna show me what you can do?"

A sudden panic settles over me, freezing my body in place. I've never minded showing off my skills before, but Leo is so intimidating. I've never seen anyone that could dance like him. Not in person, anyway.