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The bustling town of Albright is located in seaside New England. Charming, traditional, yet artsy and modern. Known for its music scene and parties, the town attracts a lot of the young crowd during the summer. Locals and ou...
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Sunny
Archie brought me into the dining room, where a large group of people were playing a game of flip cup.
"Wanna play?" he leans down and asks.
"I have no coordination at the moment" I joke with him "I'm drunk and a tiinnyyy bit high" I squeeze my pointer finger and thumb together to give him a proper demonstration.
He laughs at me, grabs my hand, and brings us to the end of the long table, placing me across from him.
"It's just to have fun, no need to be coordinated." He smiles at me.
Damn, he was hot. I kept admiring him from across the table, noticing his sharp jawline, lucious brown hair, and big, strong hands. My focus was brought back to the game when I noticed it was my turn.
I was gulping down my drink (which happened to be a mix of wine and some kind of vodka. What is this? A High school party?). Once I was done, I began unsuccessfully flipping my cup. The rest of my team was cheering me on. The cheering became louder when Archie finished his drink and began flipping his cup. I'm not sure how but I was able to get my cup to land face down, winning the game.
My team burst into cheers as Archie came over to me and moved my hair around.
"Uncoordinated?" he teased. "Was that a diversion technique?"
I winked at him. "Maybe. One more game?" I asked.
We ended up playing maybe five more games. Archie beat me twice which caused me to become more competitive. This essentially meant we were drunk. I looked at Archie laughing as he beat me for the last time and grabbed his hand. He looked surprised as I pulled him behind me, leading him to the dance floor.
"Dance with me" I demanded over the music.
He leaned his tall body down to me. "It's been a while since I danced at a party".
"Don't think too much about it," I assured him as I placed my hands on his chest. "Just let me lead."
I turned my body around, placing my ass on his thighs. He was too tall for me to place my ass on his groin, so we would have to work with what he had. I began moving my hips seductively to the beat. I knew I was a good dancer. Years of parties, proper training, and well, it's in my genes. Archie wasn't too bad himself. He kept up, placing his hands on my hips, matching every move of mine.
The song changed to a slower tempo hip-hop song. I slowed my moves down and brought my hands up, placing them around his neck, bringing him a little lower to my level. Archie continued dancing against me, running his fingertips up and down my arms as we kept moving our body to the beat.
When the song ended, I turned around to face Archie whose eyes were focused solely on me, a drunken smile on his face. I signaled for him to come down lower to me.
