Chapter 12: Country Club

The dance club was beaming like Las Vegas.  Sydney loved the way it shone and how the words "Country Club" danced on the sign.  Her revealing burgundy tank top and tight black pants stuck out in the men's minds.  She waited patiently in line as the agents' vehicle parked in the alleyway.  Climbing out, Darien made her way to the line, which was a few feet away from the woman in pursuit.  The female was talking to a few of the guys, who admired her low drifting clothing. 

"Nice…your ass must be hot, 'cause it's glowing."  One of the males' complimented.

Tucked away in the back pockets were her glow sticks the key to make a sensation on the dance floor.

"Must be."  She smirked but felt a little annoyed at the comment.

Sid had a vibe that someone was watching her intently.  In her mind, no matter where she went, a familiar impression wipe over her like water.  It felt like someone was watching her intently.  Sydney felt in a away a victim of this deadly obsession.  One thing leads to another and before she knew it, a man would come close to raping her.  Setting those emotions aside, she showed her identification via diver's license and paid for admission.  Joyfully, she entered the club and stepped on the freshly polished dance floor.  The floor was flooded with regular dance lights as well as strobe lights.  People piled in and before anything else could be said, her watcher came in-Fawkes.  The watcher for her safety, the watcher to help her fight her endless battle—depression. 

Several attractive women came up to him, eying him from head to toe.  He had to fight the temptation filling his hormones, for Sydney's sake.  Fawkes found her dancing rather provocatively on the floor. 

Find a honey that's standing on the wall
All the girls get their guys on the floor
From the front to the back, let's go, hear this

Whoo!

He walked in her direction, as if she was making him come to her in a trance like state.  She grinned foolishly and the two danced, very close.  Sexuality inched on their faces as well as their dance moves.

Somebody hit the lights

So we can rock it day and night

People getting down on the floor that's right

From AM to PM