The sexual pull of his stare was exahilerating. The way he moved his hips in time with music as the club's DJ spun his tracks. The heat of bodies pressed together only intensified the electricity. But then again Livia had her eyes locked on the target who had now made his way to the bar. His walk was slow and seductive that drew every girls attention away from their dates. He was dressed in an Armani suit. The charcoal grey pants and silver button up long-sleeve popped with his light green tie. It looked as if he stepped out of a men's buisness magazing, even though being in an office was a far throw for what he did for his career. Livia knew this man from his expensive taste, harmonizing voice, and love for basketball. As a reporter, you would think that they are programmed to know these things. But Livia knew all the trivia, ever since she was twelve and deeply in love with irrisistable Jesse McCartney.
He could feel his foot beign to tap to the unmistakable beat of his newest hit. The bartender handed him his Jack and Coke and he thanked him gratefully. Then he turned his attention to the dance floor where his charming emerald eyes he was known for, searched out the best pickings of the night. He spotted two blondes and a red head trying to dance in their sky high heels. Jesse ran his tongue over his bottom lip out of habit as he began to advance on the band of women. He was about halfway there when a flash of bright blue caught his eye. He spotted the object and it nearly took his breath away.
Her brown waves fell like a mocha waterfall over silky ivory shoulders. The silky smooth skin made his mouth dry up until he hit her face and his heart stopped. With eyes the color of the carribean sea and framed by long dark lashes that brushed her cheeks. A light blush was in her pale cheeks, the same color as her lips. They looked soft and luring as he wondered what they would tast like. She nearly knocked him off his feet when he began to watch her slither through the crowd. Her body was as slender as a willow which was probably quite flexible. He smilied wickedly at the thought and continued to watch her approach the bar. The light blue dress that was barely covering anything, was tight across her chest and hips. Her mile long legs were the finishing touch in her sleek black heels. She sat down at the bar and ordered a drink. He took a swig of his drink and advanced onto the woman that instantly captivated his senses.
"One dirty martini with three olives please." Livia shouted to the bartender and swiveled around to watch the dance floor when her tanned knees thumped against soft fabric. Her eyes met emerald ones and his dazzling movie star smile. "I'd watch those legs of yours". The singer replied and bumbed his cool glass against her knee as if by accident. "Oh really? I think you should uh... move your pants." She replied with a smirk and turned for her martini. Jesse slid onto the stool beside her and sipped his poison. Livia sent him a sultury stare and popped an olive into her mouth. He smiled charmingly. They sat there staring at each other sipping their beverages. Livia was the first to sit down her empty glass. "Well if you don't mind.." "Jesse" He filled in. "Jesse... I'm going to find a good looking guy to dance with." Livia replied and winked at him before slithering out of his line of sight and grasp. "Ouch." Jesse muttered and sat his glass down on the bar. Then he straightened his tie and pursued the seductive and sassy beauty out onto the dancefloor.