Page 66 of Perfect

Ella grabbed a chair and plonked herself in it, crossing her long legs, looking every bit at home. I still felt a bit conscious myself, considering my underage status. I looked fleetingly around for Natalie, who must have gone off with Mark, thank the stars. They were probably in a dark corner somewhere doing something seedy.

As I made myself more comfortable in my seat, Tom’s carefree blue eyes ran over me and I felt heat sting my cheeks again by his barefaced appraisal. He so needed to stop being so obvious. His attention was a little on the creepy side.

He pulled out the stool opposite and straddled it, leaning forward, resting his beer against one knee.

“So, are you enjoying yourself?” he began. He took a swig from the bottle, his eyes never leaving my face. Alcohol had obviously given him courage but Ella nipped that in the bud pretty quickly.

“OK Tom, give the girl some breathing room.”

Her comment embarrassed him and I felt a twinge of pity.

I bent forward carefully, not wanting to hit him with an abundance of cleavage and send the wrong message.

“I’m really enjoying it. It’s been a while since I’ve been out so, thank you for asking me.”

My words gave him back his glow and he grinned.

Scanning the room again for Connor, I dipped in and out of the conversation flowing around me.

“You won’t see him you know,” Ella’s voice bit into my thoughts.

Shrugging my shoulders, I turned to her.

“I’m that easy to read?” I replied drily, no longer caring if I exposed how I felt about Connor. Ella appeared to be fairly astute when she’d been drinking and like a dog with a bone when it came to her bestie Connor.

She rolled her eyes in response.

“Maybe not to the others. But I’ve seen that look before.”

My focus was redirected as Kyle and Max started arguing. The banter between them was competitive but playful and fairly funny to watch. They definitely weren’t boyfriend material though, maybe in another ten years!

Smiling my understanding, I squeezed her knee in a supportive gesture. The girl also had boy demons to share.

After an hour or so, Ella and I went to dance. The guys joined in on and off, although Tom looked really uncomfortable, doing that one foot to the other thing like he needed the toilet. Kyle, Max, and Nathan just jumped around in a huddle to the music with their hands on each other’s shoulders. Unfortunately, Natalie and Mark joined us briefly. She was all over the place and danced like you did when you thought no one was looking. Mark just leered enthusiastically at her with a serious case of raper-face. I wondered if I needed to be worried but shook off the thought, the girl could probably take care of herself. I’d mention it to Ella, maybe she could ensure Natalie texted when she was safely home. I was momentarily amazed by my niceness, after the way the cow had spoken to me, I should get a medal.

The DJ bled slow music into one of the more kicking tunes, changing the atmosphere on the dance floor into more of a smooch zone and everyone in our group and some of the other clusters of people left to sit down.

I excused myself and went to get some water. The queue at the main bar was huge so I went through the back of the club and found an area that had a small, more intimate dancefloor and bar, which luckily only had one person waiting.

After quenching my thirst, I walked over to stand at the edge of the dancefloor and watched the people gathered there who were slow dancing. Couples, holding each other and swaying to the music and I wondered how it would feel to dance in Connor’s arms.

One of my favourite songs suddenly fed into the current track, it was Halo by Beyoncé. She was one of my favs.

I closed my eyes, allowing the music to wash over me. There were a few groups of guys and girls sitting around the edges of the floor at tables, but I didn’t care. I was too lost in the moment.

As I opened my eyes, my heart swelled against my ribcage and excitement licked up my spine.

Connor was at the other edge of the dancefloor, watching me intently; standing there like a Godly miracle. I wanted to run to him, but my legs wouldn’t move. I trembled, shocked into a trance by his presence, and my lower body started to pulsate.

I wanted to part the people on the dancefloor like Moses did the sea so I could see him fully.

I drank in the sight of him as he slowly started moving through the swaying couples, his expression forceful, and purposeful. His eyes remained connected to mine the whole time, almost like we werefusedtogether.

Connor’s confident movement screamed that there wasnothinghe couldn’t do if he put his mind to it. Controlled and powerful. Very much the confident alpha male. The dancing people automatically moved out of his way, as if feeling his commanding presence.

As he came to stand in front of me so big and strong, I raised my head to retain eye contact, thoroughly alive with pleasure, my body was humming. His sensual lips curled at the edge in silent greeting and I could see he was pleased to seeme. It was written on every part of his beautiful face. Connor had a smile that could melt stone and a gaze that could heat blood.

He motioned down towards his clothes with a flick of his wrists, as if asking for my approval. He lookedamazingand I nodded with a grin, confirming how gorgeous he looked.

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