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“Whoa!” I throw my hands in the air as I make my way to the dance floor that’s filled with people dancing with their partners.
I’m not the mood to dance with anyone, so I dance by myself. The DJ is playing “Who runs the” by Beyonce and it’s one of my best songs.
As I move my body to the rhythm of the song, I feel the presence of someone behind me, I turn around to see a handsome stud standing before me, a coy smile on his lips.
“Mind if I dance with you?” He asks, or that’s what I think he said, the music is quite loud and I’m struggling to hear even my own thoughts.
I want to tell him to butt off but decide against it, there’s no harm in having company on the dance floor since my friends have decided to be a wet blanket.
“Of course.” I turn around and start dancing, when I feel his body against mine, I rest my back against his chest, moving my butt against his groan.
With each move I make I realize that I’m playing with fire, if anyone should recognize me, they can take a photo and send to blogs. I should stop but I don’t. instead, I dance more, rockingmoving my body against his. If anyone wants to take a picture then they can be my guest.
I soon feel the guy’s hands on my waist but it doesn’t stay long as I feel it being swatted away. When I turn around, I find Kyle standing there holding the guy by his shirt.
“Kyle what are you doing here?” He doesn’t reply me, I don’t think he even hears me as he gives the guy a punch in the face.
My chest is beating really fast and I almost start crying. People around us have started noticing the commotion and are now watching. All the years I’ve known Kyle, I’ve seen him lose his cool, not once.
“Kyle, please stop.” I try to pull him off the guy and thankfully he stops when he feels my hands on his shoulders.
“Don’t you ever lay your filthy hands on my wife ever again!”
“What the hell is wrong with you?!” I ask but he ignores my question as he turns to look at me, his eyes burning with anger. I’ve never seen Kyle this angry and it scares me. It scares me that I brought out the worst in him.
He grabs my hand, taking me with him as he walks away from the dance floor.
“Kyle let go off me!”
“We are going home.”
“No, I’m not!” I know I shouldn’t protest; I should follow him but I don’t want to be in the same space with him right now.
When Kyle lets go off my hand, I thought he’s granting my request but I’m clearly mistaken, as he bends, place his arms around my legs and lifts me off the floor and placing me on his shoulder.
“Kyle, what are you doing?” He ignores me as he begins walking out of the club, I sight Jasmine and the rest in my periphery as they hand Kyle my purse.
“Kyle put me down!” He ignores me, just keeps walking.
“Kyle, people are watching, you’re attracting attention, put me down.”
People are staring at us as walk by, a few even have their phones out taking photos of us. I have no doubt that we’re going to trend on gossip blogs because of this.
“Now, you’re scared of getting attention? I thought that’s what you’ve always yearned for?”
His voice sounds so cold, I can barely recognize it. When we get to his car, he puts me down.
“What is wrong with you?!” I pull down my dress which had ridden up my ass when he carried me.
Kyle opens the passenger side of his car, “get in.”
“You can’t tell me what to do, I’m not a baby!”
“Then how about you stop acting like one? Get into the car, Jewel!”
I shrink back at the way he calls my name, never have I not liked hearing my name, like right now.
“Get into the car now, if you don’t want to make a scene, but if you do, by all means please be my guest.”
