Chapter 7

Mia was doing her dance, it was one of the moments in life she'd turn off and run on auto pilot, she danced along only listening to the lyrics of the music, she did her routine.

Lincoln hadn't ever stepped foot into this place before, the club was smoky, the men in this place didn't seem to noticed anyone else as several girls were dancing, his eyes going to a dark olive tone skinned girl, she was wearing a leopard print thong while her long wavy hair danced down her back, the other was a firry red head wearing a golden mini skirt and bra taking the layers off slowly. He walked over to the bar checking out the two people working behind it, one was a tall lanky man, the other was a middle aged woman heading his way. "How can I help you there?" she smiled her accent a mix of Irish and American, and Lincoln glanced behind the bar.

"I'm looking for a Mia? she said she worked at this bar." Lincoln replied as he glanced around the bar, all the people were at the stages watching the dancers.

The woman smiled before laughing at the lanky man who was looking at the stage, Lincoln didn't understand, "I don't get it." Lincoln said to the woman who took a deep breath.

"Mia, she doesn't work at the bar, but since you're using her name, and not her stage name, I'm gonna assume you're not a creepy stalker…" the woman now pointed to the stage the lanky man was staring at. Mia was centre, her clothes were off, Lincoln didn't know what to do, she was dancing as she was crawling towards a group of men placing money down her thong, and Lincoln didn't know to look away or not.

"Since she's been here, business has tripled…" the lanky man finally said before tapping the woman's shoulder, and Lincoln looked to them and not Mia.

Lincoln didn't know if he wanted to stay in the place, as he got up to leave, his eyes meet Mia's, she stood frozen on the stage for a second before carrying on with finishing her dance getting her clothes getting off the stage.

Mia was quick to put her clothes back on rushing to stop Lincoln from leaving her hand gripping quickly onto his arm pulling him back, Lincoln didn't know what to say turning to look into her big blue eyes. "Please, don't…" she whispered softly, her eyes kept focused on Lincoln's, "Can you stay here, for like, two seconds while I get my stuff? Please," she asked and Lincoln glanced around, no one was watching them, he scanned over the clothes she wore, mini pleated skirt, white shirt open to show of a red push up bra, he could see a fresh tattoo of a barb wired heart, along with the vine flower and stars tattoos on her stomach.

"I'll be in my car outside!" he added while she nodded quickly kissing his cheek and rushed off. Lincoln exhaled before walking out the club, he glanced back before getting into the driver's seat staring forward not knowing anything in his life.

Mia wasn't too long, she jumped into the jeep glancing to Lincoln, she was wearing black skinnie jeans with a purple vest, her eyes finding Lincoln's before swallowing a hard lump in her throat.

"I really didn't want you to see that." She said slowly, and he now started the car, her hand reached to touch his making him stop what he was doing, but not moving his hand away from her touch.

"Mia, right now, I. I really don't know what to think…" he said while she moved her hand away from his, her eyes quickly staring out to the darkness. Lincoln moved on the seat carefully, his hand reached out touching her face making her eyes meet his again, Mia looking blank before she frowned. "I just, Mia you don't need to do this kind of work." He added while she kept staring at him.

"Linc, please right now, can you just take me home?" she asked softly while he brushed his hand over her cheek, she closed her eyes taking in the feeling of his skin touching hers.

Lincoln let go of her face, his hand was humming from the feeling of her skin, he started the car quickly pulling out of the parking lot before starting to make his way to the hotel, and the only sound was the radio playing Spanish ballets.

Pulling into a parking spot in the employee parking lot, Mia took one more look at Lincoln, her hands on her lap watching his eyes. "Do you still want to talk?" she asked avoiding looking at him, but Lincoln stopped the car, his eyes kept forward.

"I still want to." Lincoln replied as Mia slowly looked to his face, her eyes soft, but he could sense the nervousness behind her actions as she placed a piece of paper on the dashboard of his jeep.

Lincoln looked at it, before staring at Mia, "It's so it doesn't get toed, while, I mean, when you're with me…" she said slowly getting out of the jeep, Lincoln followed her lead getting out.

"Oh, I see…" he said standing by her side, Mia was so much shorter without the heels, but her arms wrapped around herself as they walked quietly to the main building, she opened a back door with a key card, Lincoln kept silent as she would walk them towards her place.

When she opened the door Lincoln glanced around the kitchen area, the living area was her bed, and TV with her computer in one corner, the room looked neat. "Home sweet home!" she muttered throwing her bag down on a table before glancing around to Lincoln standing in the middle of the room watching her. "What?" she asked while he stood in front of her and his eyes focused on her eyes.

Lincoln moved carefully, he didn't want to make any sudden movements as he brushed a hand over her cheek, he kept his eyes on her, she didn't flinch from him, but kept still, "do you know what you do to me?" he asked her as she kept looking up into his green eyes.

"I don't know," she whispered slowly, her breathing coming in slow and steady, and then she glanced away from him, "I know what you do to me." She replied while keeping an eye on the clock on her wall, "I know you make me feel like my insides are dancing when you're around." She added while looking back into his eyes. "And I know it's wrong to feel this way." Mia finished before stepping back, but Lincoln held her hand quickly making her eyes snapped to his hand holding hers.

"I know, but it doesn't stop it, from the moment I saw you, when you first kiss me, I can't stop thinking about you, how you've taken over me." He whispered moving closer to her, his hand on her face cupping her chin in his big palm, her eyes couldn't pull away now.

"I'm so sorry…" she replied closing her eyes avoiding to look at him, it hurt to hear him speak like this, "If you want, I can avoid your work, and I can have L.J come here…" she started to speak, but his hand let hers go placing a finger to lips, her eyes opened.

"Don't speak like that, I." he stop speaking as he caught the look in her eyes, she stared up at him biting her full bottom lip, "Mia, I'm the one who should be sorry, I never wanted to put you in this position." He added while she moved closer to him wrapping her arms around him hugging him tight.

Lincoln wrapped his arms around her, his hands rubbing her back gently, her face resting naturally resting on his chest. Mia could feel his heart beating against her cheek, her hands rested on his shoulder blades as she breathed deeply. "Lincoln, I don't know, what to do…" her head moved to look up into his eyes again, he leaned down slowly placing his hands on either side of her face, his lips touching hers slowly kissing her.

Mia closed her eyes the moment his lips touched her, her hands moved down his back pulling herself on him tighter, his hands moved into her hair making the kiss deeper, and slowly moving his hands down her back, moving to her ass pulling her on him tighter. Lincoln could feel his cell phone in his pocket ringing, Mia felt it too breaking the kiss, he took the phone out, and he glanced to the caller ID. Mia took the phone from him before turning it off, and placed it down on the table. Lincoln's eyes looked to Mia as she pulled his face down to hers again kissing him again, his hand moving up the back of her vest, her hands working the buttons of the front of his shirt popping each one open slowly, Lincoln broke the kiss to watch her carefully undressing him.

Mia kept her eyes on Lincoln taking his shirt off, his hand reach for her vest lifting it up slowly, watching her carefully, her skin looked delicate. Mia leaned forward running her fingertips down his chest carefully, "are you sure you want to do this?" she asked seductively. Lincoln ran his hand into her hair pulling her into a intense kiss, his other hand running over the red push up bra, he ran his fingers into the material lightly running his fingertips over her nipple as she moaned lightly in his mouth.

Mia moved the kiss down his jaw line, slowly working down his chest, her fingers working at his zipper, his hands moving to her belt, she had already slipped her shoes off, Lincoln doing the same working over to the bed quickly, in a big rush to take off each others pants.

Sofia sat on the sofa, L.J was out on his date, it was pushing eleven and she dialled Lincoln's number again watching the night sky, "This is Linc, you know what to do." The beep went, and Sofia closed her eyes hanging up. She placed her cell phone down on the coffee table; she looked to the door seeing no one was going to be coming home, her hand reached up brushing a tear away before making a wish she stayed with James.

Lincoln felt her position herself on top of him; he held her hips feeling her guide him inside herself, he sat up being face to face with Mia, kissing her neck rough, his hand holding her on him, she moved her hips carefully, he could feel his heart racing as she moaned low. Mia kept her eyes closed feeling his lips all over her, her fingers running over his head trying control her breathing, he rolled them so he was on top, his eyes looked down to her, his hand holding her hair as he leaned down kissing her deeply. Mia lifted up her legs, Lincoln held her thigh as he pushed into her harder each time, and moved his kiss down her neck again. Mia rolled them around kissing his neck as his hands pulled down her spin, she could feel herself coming hard, he moved on top again, he pushed harder, he moans getting louder each time, she pulled her nails sharp across his ass as she come again hard, she could feel him coming, his hands held onto her tight as she now breathed deeply as he rolled off her, she watched his eyes, her eyes wide, his eyes focused brushing the hair out her face.