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I don't know how long we danced like that

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I don't know how long we danced like that. Time seems to stop whenever my eyes meet his. Contrast to my green eyes his are a dark stormy grey color. There's also an ever present smile on his lips that I can't help but share.

The beat drops and for a moment and the people dancing around us fade away. He's handsome. I could tell that much despite the darkness and he looks a little older than I was. Early twenties give or take. Maybe he's an older brother of someone?

He's careful not to touch me and I notice the playful smirk on his lips. The way he was looking at me was a look of fascination and surprise. There's an intoxicating feeling in my bones and I laugh.

I must be dancing crazy for him to look that way.

"Addie! There you are!" I turn suddenly and see a worried looking Theo trying to shove people away to get to where I am. "I've been looking everywhere for you."

I open my mouth to reply but stop once I notice that the man I was dancing with was nowhere to be found anymore. Did my drunken state imagine him?

Theo sighs and takes my hand in his. "Let's get you some water. You've been drinking way too much with the wild girls."

He stirs us away from the make shift dance floor. Emma finds us on our way to the pool and her eyes light up. "Finally! Addie-" She freezes stepping close to me and takes a deep breath.

I pull away from her and giggle. "I get it. I smell like the wild girls."

Emma continues to frown and looks around sniffing. Her posture was tense and almost defensive.

"Emma?" I ask worriedly not knowing what's happening.

It takes her a moment and when Emma finally looks back at me, her frown deepens. "Sorry. You just smelled weird."

"Stop inhaling the newest member of the wild girls." Theo teased passing a glass of water in my direction. "Always the life of the party, huh?"

"My mom would be so proud." I tell them taking a seat by the pool where our friends were.

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My buzz dies down a little with Theo micromanaging my drinks. Without Stacy near, he was being incredibly protective and a little annoying.

"Theo, would you stop intercepting Addie's shots?" Emma all but growls at my boyfriend.

They start to bicker and I tune them out feeling my skin prickle in the way that only the Devondale house could successfully do. My eyes find the woods and I squint. It felt like I was being watched and it wasn't Theo's sharp reprimanding stare.

The party ends all too soon. Emma, Theo and I make our way to the street where we parked. They're busy continuing their argument and I know Emma is defending my honor against Stacy . Still feeling the weird chill on my skin, I look around the street and see a familiar car.

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