Theres Something About Him

chapter 15

Bliss's P.O.V

" Lemme teach you how to dance"a voice says.
I whip my head to look at the person behind me but I'm not surprised when I see who it is.

" What are you doing here?"

" I....umm....you forgot your jacket in the car."

" But I didn't have one..."

"Oh right....I realize that.." he breaths. He is embarrassed and looks down.

"Honestly,I don't know what I'm doing here." He admits.

"Umm...well this is awkward " I laugh.

But right then he reaches out for my wrists "but I saw you dancing and you're struggling aren't you?"
I say nothing,just nod and look into beautiful green eyes. Within seconds he whips my body in that my back side is facing his front side. His hands reach for my waist band and his fingers grab the inside of my pockets. I'm struggling to breath even. He places his face on my shoulders and every move I make with my waist he follows it perfectly. Maybe even better. Our bodies are so close together the heat in the room has escalated to about a thousand degrees.

He motions me to move my hips to every beat. I show him our routine and he helps me to polish up on moves that I'm struggling on, finally I turn to look at him. His lips are so close to mine I could almost kiss him. The grip he has on my waist is sending electricity throughout my entire body. Thoughts of how I was seated on him come back to my mind. I force my myself to let go off him.

"I never thought you were such a good dancer." I try to clear up the tension.

" There's a lot you don't know about me Bliss."

" But I want to." His expression turns soft.

" You really want to?"

" Yes I do..." I say seating on the bed. He kneels in front me and places his head on my thighs.

"I'm sure after you find out about me...you'll hate me."

"Are you afraid that I'll hate." Shock is evident in my voice.

He looks up." I'm sure you already do but you'll hate me even more"

"Wow..." I breathe

" What is it?"

" Nothing it's just that..."
My words run out but my palms find their way to his cheeks and I'm surprised when his eyes close at contact.
" I know I wont hate you Max."

He place his right palm over mine and removes it from his cheek. Oh no!.. why did I even touch him in the first place?

He discards my bad thoughts when he kisses the top of my hands. If he only knew how bad I wanted him.
" I'm sure you will."

I swear I see him lick his lips and looks at mine. He stands up and motions me to stand up too.

"I thought maybe you could add some of this slow dance into your routine." He says changing the subject but I don't mind. we are back to our former position. His hands on my waist and my hands on his neck. Like on queue, a slow song starts playing on the radio. To be loved by Train. I hug him properly throwing all nasty thoughts away. God I love this man.

We dance around silently just enjoying each other's company. Who would have thought the guy that made me cry alot of times is the same guy who would be making me feel like I'm in heaven. I turn my face to look at him. I feel his palm on my cheek and now it's my time to close my eyes at his soft contact.

" Why are you so damn gorgeous?"

Did I hear him right? He called me gorgeous, ME!
I look at him,not knowing what to say. He slapped the words right out of my mouth.