Keep Your Hands Off My Kate!!
He walks in and scans the area around him, music blaring through the speakers, a disco ball, a bar, people dancing. Slowly making his way to the bar, he looks for her 'Where is she?' he wonders.
The dance floor-she's on the dance floor surrounded by an ocean of people. She's dancing alone. Pause. No she's not. She's dancing with a man. A young man (compared to him), an attractive young man.
He stops at the bar, waits and orders a Double Jack Daniels and Coke (holding the coke). He sips it slowly, letting the liquid trickle down his throat with a burning sensation, not taking his eyes of his woman. He watches the mans hands on her waist.
She acknowledges his presence at the bar but doesn't go over to him. She knows he's jealous, she can see it in his eyes. She continues dancing with the young man. Watching her man at the bar. 'What's he going to do?' she thinks to herself. 'He hasn't moved' 'He will' the voice tells her.
And as if by magic…or telepathy, he puts down his drink and moves towards the dance floor.
Pushing his way towards her through the crowd, he stops dead in front of her.
She moves away from the other man and goes to him, smiling wildly at him as she puts her arms around his neck. He glares his deadly gaze at the younger man as he puts his hands on her waist. The man backs off. The song blaring through the speakers is directed at him.