When the mentioned song starts in the chapter, I suggest you play it while you read.😊
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"You tricked me", Jai moaned after five minutes of flipping through Ariana's iPhone. Ariana just smiled knowingly. "This thing is full of crap. I mean ... come on ... Ke$ha..."
"I only like 'Die Young'; that's a good song."
"...'You're Beautiful'..."
"That was a moment of weakness", she admitted.
"...Abba? They're like a thousand years old."
"Hey, the movie Mamma Mia has totally revived them."
"...'Photograph'..."
"It's so sad. How can you not love that one?"
"It's so sappy, you mean."
"And these others are just too pitiful to mention."
"Hey, those are some of my favorite songs", she retorted indignantly.
"For a girl... How about some good groups like Red Hot Chili Peppers or Pearl Jam? Now those are some great bands", Jai said with conviction.
"Sounds like something you need to take an antacid for", Ariana quipped as she took her phone from him. "There must be something in here that you like."
"Well, 'Hips Don't Lie' does have a nice video." He snatched the phone back.
Ariana just rolled her eyes at him. "I should have known. And what's the big deal anyway? Anyone can dance like that."
"Nuh-uh!", he postulated indignantly.
"Yuh-uh!", came her incensed counter attack.
"Nuh-uh!", he repeated, showing his ability to continue with this riveting discussion to the bitter end.
"Yuh-uh!", she parroted his enraged inflection and stood her ground.
"Prove it!", he shouted as his chest heaved due to a combination of the altitude and this inane conversation.
She paused at that one and took a quick look around the aircraft. The crew hadn't been seen since take-off and the cockpit door was firmly closed. Ariana raised her chin at the challenge and removed her hoodie as she stood.
"Okay...gimme a beat."
"Huh?"
She stared at him patronizingly. "Start the song, Jai."
"Oh, sure. I knew that." He clicked on the play icon with and Wyclef Jean's voice filled the cabin. Apparently the iPhone had excellent speakers.
I never really knew that she could dance like this
She makes a man wants to speak Spanish
Como se llama, bonita, mi casa, su casa
Shakira, Shakira
As soon as the music started, Ariana began snapping her hips from side to side in a move which really impressed and disturbed Jai. Her hips were twitching left and right and making the little diamond attached to her bellybutton shimmer and shine in the dim light of the aircraft. It was sexy and erotic and oh so, Ariana, but wasn't Jai supposed to be dating Miley. He frowned at that thought.
Oh baby when you talk like that
You make a woman go mad
So be wise and keep on
Reading the signs of my body
Then, she popped her upper body - something he'd never seen before that Shakira video and definitely, something he never thought he'd see in person. How did she get her body to move like that?
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Castaways {Jariana}
FanfictionRemember the Tom Hanks movie, Castaway, where he's the only survivor of a plane crash and ends up on the desert island for years? Good. Now, imagine no Tom Hanks, no volley ball, not much angst, but a lot of Jariana. Now you've got it.
