Tom looked down at his hand and back up to Emilene's wide eyes.

Did he just feel it also? Was I imagining it?

Just as he was about to ask if she wanted a drink he heard his name from behind.

"Tom!"

Bill was making his way through the crowd and when he saw Tom and the striking young woman holding their hands up, as if they were in the middle of a handshake.

"Tom, I've been looking for you. David got us a section near the back..." Bill cut himself out mid-sentence knowing that his brother wasn't paying attention to him.

Emilene turned her attention to the tall, slim man. His hair was dark black as Tom's, but slicked back. His eyes were also a deep brown, but his face was more delicate looking than Tom's. He was covered in all black, except for the occasional gleam of silver from his belt buckle, necklaces, and chains on his leather jacket. A shy smile creeped upon her lips and she dropped Tom's hand as she turned her attention to the man standing next to him.

"Sorry, it was my fault. I ran into Tom earlier and he was just now introducing himself to me. I didn't mean to keep you waiting."

What were these words coming from her mouth? Her mind was clouded and she was just rambling and apologizing?

A loud laugh escaped both boys mouth.

"I like her!" Bill squealed. A large smile overtook his face and he held out a small hand. "Name is Bill!"

Laughing at Bill's energy, Emilene took Bill's hand. "Emilene."

"Em...i...lynn?" Bill's eyebrows arched as he struggled to say her name.

"Emilene. Em...a...lean. Or you can call me Emma for short."

"Em...a...lean. Emma is easier!" declared Bill.

I have not laughed like this in a while! This is all too much, but yet I want more. I want to learn about him. I want to know him.

"This is not the first time Tom has been distracted by a pretty woman."

A hint of red covered Tom's cheeks as Bill uttered the words. "Don't listen to him! Bill gets distracted by anything shiny, new, or interesting!"

Emilene watched the playful banter continue between the two. Then she heard a string of giggles, noticing that they were coming from her.

Tom and Bill stopped their bickering, and looked at Emilene. Bill started to laugh along with her and grabbed her arm. "Come on! You are going to be our guest of honor tonight!"

"Guest of honor?"

Tom turned his attention towards her. "Yes, Bill is basically on a planet of his own."

Bill lead her to their V.I.P section. It was a little area sectioned off by clouded glass, white leather couches were arranged in a U shape, with a square glass table in the middle. From across the way she spotted Ian and Michelle in their section. She noticed the thumbs up Michelle was giving her and the assuring smile Ian was radiating. She felt a vibration in her lap and realized it was her cell phone.

Don't worry about us tonight! Tonight is your night, you have fun with your mystery man and let us know all about it tomorrow. XOXO Ian & Michelle.

Her friends were just too much, a soft chuckle escaped her lips. They are just looking out for me and want me to have a good time. They are right, I do deserve it.

What were the odds that he would run into her tonight? When he caught a glimpse of her from the corner of his eye, he stopped his conversation with Bill and started making his way towards her. Something about her kept pulling him closer. He wanted to know her. He never felt the urge to get to know a woman, usually they were just an object of his desire to discard in the morning. But this was different, there was something in her eyes that captivated him, enraptured him. He was scared of what he was feeling, but invigorated at the same time. Caution was thrown to the wind and he decided to take a chance.

When she caught him approaching her, he noticed how she became 'uncomfortable'? He couldn't really sense how she felt, possibly, nervous? But it was when he shook her hand he felt it, and he knew she felt it too. How her soft, brown eyes became large and displayed the look of intrigue and surprise. His gaze couldn't be deterred from her eyes, it was like he became lost in them. The world meant nothing to him and for all he knew they were the only two in the club. A soft scent of vanilla overtook his senses and he felt a weakness in the bottom of his stomach. She truly took his breath away.

Now, here they are sitting next to each other and he watched as she read a message on her phone. A small smile formed on her pink lips, and he couldn't help himself from grinning also. The way her loose blonde curls fell around her face and draped her neck invited him. Her small, but delicate hand felt warm against his when they shook hands, he looked down at his right hand remembering how hers fit into his perfectly.

It was now, that Tom knew, he would give anything in the world to have Emilene by his side.