Secrets Hurt

05

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Weeks ticked by as I spent my day either in class or hanging out with Ethan, or sketching. I hadn't seen Damon much, Amber said he and his band went on tour, I had seen him a couple of times. Once, I and Amber had gone out to get takeouts at the Subway close by and we ran into him, We talked and we went our separate ways. I had told my friends about the date with Ethan, I didn't tell them about his wealth or anything, I didn't want to blow his cover, they seemed to like him, he had only officially met Xena who proceeded to do the 'if you hurt my friend... ' threat in a not so subtle way, he had just grinned and said he hoped not to.

It's a Tuesday night, I and Ethan were going out on a date tonight, we were going to a place called 'Scouts'. I call it a bar but others argued that it wasn't, I don't know why, I mean there was music and dancing, food and alcohol, that's a bar right? They called it a Country and Western Club (CWC).

I wore a pretty halter cropped top that tied around the neck and was backless, the matching bottom was a flowing skirt that fitted her like glove but flowed out at mid thigh. I whirled once in front of the mirror and saw that the skirt was gonna reveal a great deal of my legs if Ethan happened to twirl her around when dancing, I blushed as I remember the day he had whispered to my ears that my legs were his Achilles heel, I had laughed it off. I snap back from that memory as my phone dings, Ethan was informing me that he was downstairs. I picked a purse and put in all my essentials and go meet him outside.

Ethan smiled as I walked out my apartment building,

...

The country and Western band was in full swing when we crossed the threshold of the Grange Hall in CWC. The air inside had a hint of cigarette smoke and sweat and cologne. The dance floor was crowded, elbow to elbow, with men in cowboy hats which I believe was handed to them at the door as Ethan was handed one when we entered, the men were partnered with ladies, some in Western skirts and boots others in flowing skirts or gowns, I thank God I wore a flowing skirt. We walked to a table and sat, we ordered our drinks.

"Shall I have this dance Mademoiselle," Ethan says as he stands and offers me his hand,

"Yes please Monsieur," I said giggling as I placed my hand in his,

Just as we made our way to the dance floor the two-step ended and the band began playing a waltz. I giggled as I stepped into his embrace. I had learned to waltz as a dance lesson from when I was 18 years old but I think I'm a little rusty now, I mean 3 years can fade a lot of things away. I was surprised when we began to waltz around the room. He was graceful on his feet, whereas I was trying to avoid stepping on him. We waltz around the room, enjoying the warmth of each other's body. I was beginning to get tired of waltzing when the song switched back to a two-step tune, so we went to our table.

I nod my head as I tap my foot to the two-step tune, enjoying watching the people on the dance floor, Ethan had gone to get us some more drinks and something to eat. I pause my movement when I think I see someone I recognized. I kept my eyes on the couple until they turned around, still dancing.

I gasped aloud. It was Damon! He was dancing the two-step with a gingerheaded woman, she was voluptuous. I watched as she giggled into him and smiled up at him coyly and then they we're walking away from the dance floor. I thought I should have felt betrayed, a part of me was hurt but I realized even though Damon and I had a sexual encounter and a thing going on, that didn't mean that he owed me anything or that we had to be together. Him and I just seemed to have drifted over the past week and I was happy with Ethan right now, so I had nothing to lose, I just hoped he was happy with her.