Beauty On The Dance Floor

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The one that I came with,
She had to go
But you look amazing,
Standing alone

I've been watching you all night,
There's something' in your eyes
Saying, "C'mon, c'mon,
And dance with me, baby."
Yeah,
The music is so loud,
I wanna be yours now,
So c'mon, c'mon,
And dance with me, baby


Chapter 1

When I saw you there, sitting all alone in the dark acting like you didn't have a care
I knew right then, that you'd be mine, and we'd be dancing the whole damn night right
Oh baby, I just want you to dance with me tonight
So come on, oh baby
I just want you to dance with me tonight

His eyes scanned over the club, ensuring everything was as it was meant to be and then he saw her tanned skin, black strapless dress and gold jewelry. She looked like a goddess. Her hair was piled in a crown on her head, her dress clung to her body and her eyes were dimmed with sadness. And that is what drew him down the stairs to go and speak to her. He descended the white staircase which lead from one level to the next as the bright pulsing lights turned the staircase different colors as he walked.

"Would you like to dance?" he asked.

"I um," stuttered the beauty in front of him.

"You with a date?" he asked.

"I um yeah no," she sighed.

"Ok," said the man.

"I was but he left," she said with a small sad smile.

"A beauty like you," said the guy shocked.

The lady smiled.

"Hey I'm Troy," smiled Troy offering his hand.

"Gabriella," smiled Gabriella, as she shook his hand.

"So Gabriella would you like to dance?" asked Troy, offering his hand.

Gabriella smiled. "I'd love to," accepting his hand.

Troy lead her to the dance floor as the music changed from an upbeat song to the slower arpeggios of Enrique Iglesias' Hero and as his husky voice whispered across the dance floor, Gabriella curled into Troy's embrace.

"So are you ok?" whispered Troy.

"I'm fine," smiled Gabriella.

"Your lips say you're fine but your eyes tell a different story," smiled Troy.

"Why do you say that?" asked Gabriella.

"I have to confess I was observing you from the balcony and your eyes looked sad," he admitted.

Gabriella shot him a weird a look. "If you came down from the balcony you must be a very important person," she said.

"You don't find it weird?" asked Troy.

"That you were watching me? A little. But you called me beautiful so I guess I could let it slide," she smiled. "So you were up at the balcony?" she asked.

"I was," he smiled.

"So you're important?" asked Gabriella.

"Let's just say any drink you have after this dance is on the house," he smiled.

"You own the club," said Gabriella astounded.

"I confess I do," said Troy.

"I've never met anyone who owns a club," said Gabriella.

"Well I've never met anyone who is as beautiful as you," smiled Troy.

Gabriella blushed and glanced at her feet.

"You want to go up there?" asked Troy.

"Can I?" asked Gabriella.

"I'm the owner, whatever I say goes," smiled Troy. "So if I want to take you up to my private floor I can," smiled Troy.

"Well lead the way," she smiled.

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