Page 6 of His Sunshine Baby

“Yep, right at you. Heavens, how do you always attract them? This guy looks like he could be undressing you from where he is!”

I blush like crazy and slap him on his leg. He is not helpful at all! I take a long sip of my Mojito, trying to think about something else. Daniel is busy eyeing other guys in the bar, but none of them seem to be to his liking because he wants us to go back to dancing as soon as our glasses are empty.

While we head back to the dance floor, I can’t help but steal a glance toward the second floor, but this time, he’s gone. I try to look for him, but he’s nowhere to be found. I feel an ounce of disappointment but try to ignore it.

I want to focus on the music. The DJ makes it louder with a new mix of “Taki Taki,” another song we know. Daniel’s already dancing, sexy and hot like a pro. Nobody could tell he’s a total lab nerd by day. I try to follow the rhythm and chase that unsettling feeling away. I wish I had drunk a bit more, but the music gets to me, and I forget myself again. I move my legs, my hips, my arms, and enjoy myself. The song changes again, and more people come dancing to the now-famous “Cross Your Mind.”It’s a bit more crowded, but I don’t care and keep dancing.

At some point, I realize I’ve lost Daniel among the people dancing. I’m not so worried, he’s a big boy, so I keep dancing and looking for my favorite blondie. While doing so, I suddenly stop. A pair of striking blue eyes got dangerously close.

It’s that guy staring straight at me again. He’s dancing this time, but his eyes won’t leave me. Damn, he even knows how to dance. He’s good, too. As we dance, we naturally get closer, attracted like magnets. I can’t take my eyes off him. His open shirt showed off his pale skin with a bead of sweat. Daniel’s right, guys like that can’t be real, can they?

But before I can decide, he’s right in front of me, disarming me with a sly smile. Following the flow of the music, he puts his hand on my waist in a very subtle and natural manner. Damn, this guy smells like trouble, yet I can’t refuse it. I keep dancing, my skin flirting with his, our bodies in sync with the flow. I’ve never felt so sexy while dancing, but this guy is raising the temperature through the roof.

The rhythm accelerates, and so does my breathing. I flip my hair, turn and move, and he follows it all without a flinch. His hand is still there, guiding me. He is playing with his fingers around my hips. We’re so close, yet that’s the only part of him touching me. His face is only a few inches away and I can see every detail of the blue streaks in his eyes reflecting with the lights. I feel his breath caressing my neck, my shoulders. This tension is unreal.

The music changes again, but we don’t stop. This time, we’re really dancing together, his body against mine, his hands going up and down on my thighs. I feel his torso against my back, and I realize my back is bare against his skin. Yet that doesn’t stop me. He puts a hand on my stomach and lets me dance against him, keeping us close together.

I feel guilty for enjoying this so much, but Moon Goddess, I won’t stop. It’s like I’m trapped in this dance with him, and the music is barely of any importance anymore. We keep going, for I don’t know how long. He’s maintaining a perfect balance between sexiness, enticement, and respect. His hands never venture too far, yet the desire is real. I can tell from the way he caresses my skin to the burning looks we exchange. His lips get awfully close to my skin a few times and I find myself wanting more.

I find my rhythm within his arms, and without exchanging a word, we enjoy ourselves to the fullest. I smile confidently, yet I also blush a bit. It’s a weird sensation, something that burnsmy skin and tickles my insides. I’m so hot I can barely breathe. I need to get some fresh air outside, yet I keep delaying the moment we will have to stop.

Is he going to dance with another girl if I leave? Is he just playing around? Is he serious? I’m going nuts with wild thoughts. I need to stop.

“Wanna take a break?”

He said it before I stopped. I’m so surprised. I was thinking of walking away, but he stopped dancing first and asked while keeping a hand around me. He doesn’t want me to go away. I nod, trying to regain my composure. Yes, I could really use some fresh air.

Before I can say a word, he suddenly grabs my hand and takes me with him. I follow behind, but against my expectations, he doesn’t take me outside but up to the second floor where he was a few minutes ago. I realize a guy is guarding the stairs, but he only gives one look to my partner before letting us through. So, he’s definitely a VIP here. The second floor is a lot less crowded, but he doesn’t stop and takes me through the whole floor. He flips a curtain, still holding my hand tight, and we suddenly arrive on a deserted balcony.

Damn. It’s a small space, with only a couple of oriental-style sofas and a tent, but the view is breathtaking. All of Silver City and a bit of the sea behind it. It’s gorgeous.

“Incredible,” I whisper to myself.

“Glad you like it.”

I turn towards him, surprised he heard me. Damn werewolf hearing. He’s smiling softly, obviously satisfied. He takes a seat, nonchalantly leaning an arm on the rail. I sit facing him, but I just have to slightly turn my head to enjoy the view. To my surprise, a waitress walks in with two glasses. A new Mojito for me, and a glass of bourbon for him. I thank her and take my drink.

“Thank you for the drink,” I tell him before taking a sip.

“Thank you for the dance, Miss…?”

“Elena.”

“Elena, nice to meet you. I’m Nate.”

Nate? Is that a nickname for Nathan then? Maybe he doesn’t use his full name often. I nod and try to distract myself a bit with the view.

“You go dancing often, I would guess? I’ve never seen you around.”

“I’m more used to the Latin district,” I answer honestly.

“Oh, that explains how good you are with that kind of music.”

“You weren’t too bad yourself.”

“Thanks,” he replies with a smile.

We both stay silent for a while, and the freshness of the night starts to calm me down. It feels so great. Summer is definitely my favorite season, and what I love most are these hot summer nights.

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