43. A RED LETTER DAY

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TITLE MEANING: DANGER

Jacob

The concussion beats of the song, reverberate through my chest cavity, the songs are jazz and I twirl her around.
Okay she's quite pro at dancing. It felt like we could go like this, the night long, feet moving to the crazy beat like they belong to the music.

It looked like it's only the two of us here dancing on the Northern Lights; beneath the dry-ice smoke swirled an array of blues, acid greens, hot pinks and gold.

Everyone's here collapsing with excitement as it's their last night on Earth!

She lead me into her step with a confidence and my feets are confliant to the work & the beats.

The crowd erupted in "Wohhoo" and "Oh's" with the intoxicating entertainment at our rhythmic steps.
I took her into a last gentle dip softly down and leaned closer to speak those words I wanted to throw right there, right that time when she'd say that to me.

"Just one of those things that's not predictable, huh." I whispered close to her ear, and made Freya stand upright her feets. Her lips twitch slightly, and our gaze locked for a moment.

I raised an eyebrow at her, as a question mark for her reply.

She shift the weight of her hair together as her head tilts a bit so that she was straight looking down at me, her hand slip aroumd my neck.

And my heart picked up a pace faster than a bullet train; I couldn't even draw a breathe. I heard a loud cheers for a "kiss, kiss" and my mind comprehended no other thought than that; my eyes somehow manage to be kept open.

"You're much more than that, Hero. Suck it up." She whispers, so close that I could feel the smell of natural jasmine off her against my lips.

The words were so difficult to hear among the crowd's cheer that broke into a loud sound of "Ohh!" in disappointment as we denied an obvious kiss.

Huh. I flash her a faked forced smile, and shrug my waist length comfortable black jacket softly trudging down the floor.

I dragged my feet off the club that dwelled with enjoyment. I needed to breathe deep, and settle in my thoughts down that's dancing in every directions now. I dart my eyes through the heavy dancing crowd under the dancing lights, and look at her. (Renesmee!)

The only thing that came in my head was; "WoW" and that I could have written millions of pages for how she looked tonight.

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