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I fold my arms over myself, trying to stop my hairs standing on edge. There are a few people in here and they’re staring at me, looking at me like I’m a crazy person and I haven’t even started yet.
“Oh, really?” She cocks a knowing eyebrow at me. “Mr. Go With The Flow doesn’t dance?”
Even doing it on her own and knowing that I won’t join her doesn’t stop Kayla. It’s as if two days in my presence has completely transformed her and she has become much freer, much calmer, so much happier. She must like this version of herself now, she must be glad that she has loosened up, this must make her want more.
Stop it, I scold myself. Don’t project what you want on to her. Just enjoy the time while she’s here.
I let myself go with the flow. I allow myself to be pulled on to the dance floor and I shake off all of my inhibitions. I dance like an idiot; I do stupid moves just to make her laugh. I don’t even care if people are looking at me, the only person I see is her. I love the way that I can make her light up with ease.
“See, this is fun, isn’t it?” she screams out gleefully. “I told you that you’d love it.”
I don’t answer her, Instead I grab on to her hips and I pull her closer to me. We start dancing in time with one another, our bodies moving in unison, and I can’t help but imagine what would happen if we were naked now, if we were in bed with one another and connecting. Her trusting me with her first time and me making it incredible for her. As Kayla bits down on her bottom lip and she blushes a little, I feel like she might be thinking the same thing. She rises up on to her tip toes and ever brings her lips to mine, making the first move, which somehow intensifies the power and the chemistry that bonds between us. For the first time ever, we are on the same page.
“You intrigue me,” I mutter quietly as soon as we pull apart. “You fascinate me, Kayla Smalls.”
“I’m not fascinating,” she giggles back. “You have already seen all of me. There isn’t anything left.”
“I don’t think even you have seen all of you,” I reply earnestly. “I’m sure that there is so much of you locked away, desperate to get out, and you haven’t let it. I’m just hoping that one day you do.”
I might be speaking a bit too honestly now, letting the alcohol loosen my tongue which is dangerous because she could pull back easily and run off again. I’m sure that I could make her freak out easily, but instead she hooks her arms around the back of my neck, and she nods. She agrees with me which causes hope to bloom in my chest once more. I keep trying to manage my expectations but they’re rising despite my wishes.
I don’t know how long we dance, how much time we spend practically entangled in one another, but last call seems to come far too quickly. I’m enjoying this night so much, I don’t want it to end, but I suppose we don’t have a choice. We have to leave the bar and head back to the motel where we will part ways…
“Wait, did we even book a room?” Kayla laughs as we walk arm in arm. “I don’t think we did, did we? We just parked up in the parking lot and headed off to the restaurant. We will have to do it right now.”
“Oh God, I hope that they have rooms! Or we’ll have to sleep in the car.”
“In your car. Mine is far too cold to sleep in all night long.” She shivers dramatically. “The window doesn’t fully shut and I’m sure there’s a leak in the back. Your car seems much more suited to napping in.”
Actually, the idea of us hugging in the car all night long is pretty appealing. It would give me a lot of time to chat with her, we could have that pillow talk everyone else seems to love so much, it’d be a nice night…
God, am I actually wishing that we could sleep in the car instead of a bed? What has happened?
“Here we are.” Kayla tugs me in to the reception area, so much more confidently than she acted yesterday. “Come on, let’s go and see where they can put us. Even if it’s in the cleaning cupboard.”
I laugh as I follow her inside but quickly shut up the moment, I hear her ask for just one room. She wants just one bedroom? She wants to sleep in the same room as me tonight? What does that mean? I know what it means, but I can’t be presumptuous with Kayla. I can’t just assume that she wants to sleep with me because it would be her first time. I can’t get excited, I can’t let hope bloom, even if it is regardless…
