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Harry spent the rest of the night sat in his seat watching Nikki glide elegantly over the dance floor in the arms of a procession of men. The mixture of alcohol and jealously making Harry more and more angry as he saw men hold Nikki in the way he had been dreaming for years. The few brave souls that tried to start a conversation with him were met with thinly veiled sarcastic remarks and very little input into the conversation; people soon learnt to steer clear of the brooding doctor in the corner.
From the moment she left her seat and throughout the entire night Nikki could feel his stare burning into her back but she refused to give him the satisfaction of looking at him directly. Instead Nikki would dance with her back to Harry or look in the opposite direction to where she knew he was sitting. When the guy that she was currently dancing with spun them round unexpectedly her eyes, however, could not be stopped from locking with Harry's. The intensity of Harry's gaze literally knocked her breath away and caused her to stop in the middle of the dance floor. The fire in Harry's eyes drew her like a magnet so that everything else in the room seemed to fade away.
The jealousy and rage that had been building all night at the thought of a man other than Harry touching Nikki finally spilled out when Nikki made eye contact with him. He felt like a man possessed and not quite in control of his actions; possibly due to the large amount of alcohol coursing through his blood stream. He put his champagne flute down and walked over to her like an animal would stalk its prey; their gaze never breaking. Harry pulled her out of the arms of the very confused professor she had been dancing with without so much as a word of apology and pulled her against him as his lips crashed down violently against hers.
Nikki gasped in surprise, inadvertently opening her mouth and allowing Harry access which he easily took advantage of. It took Nikki a few seconds to understand what was happening but she too was soon returning the kiss with equal passion; her arms winding round Harry's neck and her hands burying into his hair in an effort to pull him closer. Harry pulled her closer, his hands splayed on her bare back as he continued to plunder her mouth. It was not a tender kiss but a kiss full of passion, the two of them releasing years of pent up emotion in that one kiss. Their mouths and teeth scraped together as they fough for dominance; each trying to brand the other as theirs.
Eventually they broke apart each breathing erratically; Harry rested his forehead against Nikki's as he fought to regain even the slightest form of coherent thought, unfortunately this gave him a rather pleasant view of Nikki's cleavage which wasn't helping matters much. He eventually became aware of the fact that they were in the middle of the dance floor still and that a lot of the people around them were staring and looking rather uncomfortable. Harry began to sway to the music, Nikki's body moving against his own as they stayed impossibly fused together.
"Sorry." Harry said eventually when he had had time to calm down, looking Nikki dead in the eye, hoping to convey just how sorry he was at the way he had been acting. Nikki smiled slightly at his sincerity and used her arms still wrapped around his neck to pull him in for another kiss; this one much gentler than the last.
When they broke apart Nikki rested her head against Harry's shoulder as they continued to meander around the dance floor. Harry brought his mouth down to her ear, so close that she could feel the warmth of his breath against the side of her face. "Did I tell you how beautiful you look tonight?" Harry breathed causing shivers to run down her spine. She shook her head in response. "Well you do." He said simply. "So mind numbingly, draw-droppingly gorgeous that for the whole night I've not been able to think clearly. In fact all I've been able to think about is how I want to hurt anyone that has even looked at you tonight which is basically everyone because you a easily the most beautiful woman in this room." He whispered, glad that he was not able to see her face as he was very worried he may just have said too much and destroyed their friendship.
Nikki brought her head up from Harry's shoulder and looked him straight in the eye, "You are an idiot aren't you Harry?" She said teasing him gently but knowing her mistake when she saw the look of fear cross Harry's face in anticipation of rejection. "There was only one man I wanted to spend tonight with, one man I wanted to dance with and that man was you." She said kissing him tenderly, "Now take me home." She whispered when they broke apart. Harry smiled and led her through the crowded dance floor, his hand never letting go of hers.
One more chapter left (I think, I don't like it at the moment so might rewrite it) hope you enjoyed the Harry and Nikkiness!