Chapter 4: is your hand really supposed to be there?
"So… ready?" Klaus lets out a breath as they finally arrive to their destination, as he parks his Range Rover in front of the targeted mansion.
"For the thousand time, yes" Hayley retorts getting tired of him asking that same question over and over again
"Do you want to run over the plan again?" Klaus asks; he didn't know why but this is the 1st time he gets worried about a mission, and the funny part is that it's not himself he's worried for.
"You dump me and I'm devastated, and while he's comforting me, you go up to the safe and get the money, Kol will be out back waiting for you to throw him the money and once you're done I cause another scene where you step in and pull me out of there and we live happily never after"
Hayley says in a monotone voice, getting tired of repeating, does he do that before every job? What happened to the confident, smartass criminal she met? She made a deal with that man not this guy
"So… can we go now, or are we just gonna keep sitting here repeating the plan for a thousand time more and hope for a miracle?" Hayley was getting irritating
"Yeah, let's go" Hayley goes to open the door
"Don't" Klaus grabs her hand, before she can get out "I'm supposed to get the door for you, and help you"
"I'm not 5, I can walk on my own Klaus"
"It's not that you can't walk, it's called 'etiquette' Hayley"
"Klaus, I don't speak 'croissant' so English please?"
"Just let me get the door" Klaus finally steps out of the car and heads to Hayley's door and opens it, taking her hand in his they head toward the party.
As soon as Hayley steps in the mansion, it's not the fancy decoration nor the ice sculpture nor the buffet that succeeded into getting her attention, it's the women dressed in shirt, or are those called dresses? They definitely looked like shirts leaving barely anything for imagination, no wonder all men at the party keep staring at them, some even drooling
"Here" her attention is finally back to Klaus, who is now holding a drink for her to take
"Thanks, does every women in your society dresses as an overpriced prostitute?" Hayley whispers, taking a sip of her drink, as Klaus lets out a small chuckle
"Well… yeah, pretty much, however they call it fashion"
"Well it looks like the designer ran out if fabric"
"You say that as it's a bad thing, I think the guy knew exactly what he's doing" Kol voice sounded conceited, and even though she can't see him, she knew he was smirking
"Well he is kind of right, the guy did do us a favor, although I'm starting to see the down side of it" Klaus says, sending a murderous glare towards a man checking Hayley
"What the hell are you on Nik? Didn't you use to say…"
"Guys can we please focus on the mission?" Elijah's voice boomed through their ear pieces
"Right, shall we?" Klaus extends his hand towards Hayley for her to take
"Shall we what?" Hayley asks confused
"Dance" Klaus states as he takes the glass out of her hand and leads her to the dance floor
"What? You never said anything about dancing" Hayley whisper yell, trying to pry her hand out of his
"oh come on, our target is not here yet, might as well have some fun and go over the plan again" Klaus's grip tightens, keeping Hayley from making a run for it
"But… but… we never agreed to dance" Hayley says as a last attempt to stop him, but all Klaus did was ignore her, as he lifts their adjoined hands to the side, he takes her second hand and puts it on his shoulder then proceeds to slip his down to her waist bringing her closer
"Well, I don't see a problem" even though he was trying to keep a professional face, his lips twitched in a small smile
"Well, I do, I can't dance" Hayley whisper shyly, it's one of the few things she can't do, and for the 1st time she's actually ashamed not because she can't dance, but because she can't dance with Klaus.
"What? What do you mean you can't dance?" Rebekah's squeaky voice causes both Klaus and Hayley to grimace
"Well sorry, it wasn't in my surviving manual" Hayley snaps, getting money and running before being caught has always been Hayley's concern, how was she to know she'll end up here, in the arms of this handsome devil, feeling embraced about never learning to dance
"Its o.k. just follow my lead" Klaus squeezes her hand in reassurance, he didn't want her to feel embraced or out of place, she was right after all, he concern was survival not dance, and when he learned that she was an orphan, and lived on her own ever since she was 13, his respect for her only grew, along with other feelings too but manly respect
"No, Niklaus, get her off the dance floor, if they knew she can't dance they'll know she doesn't belong to their society" Elijah instructs, everyone in this high class society knew how to dance, and if you can't dance that you don't belong to this society
"Its o.k. brother, it's slow dancing, it's not that hard to learn, I'll be teaching her to dance properly later" Klaus retorts trying to keep his voice neutral, but Hayley can clearly see his displeasure, but why?
"Is you're hand really supposed to be there?" as Hayley notices Klaus's hand was slowly sliding downward every now and then
"Seriously? You're questioning my dancing technique" Klaus asks a little annoyed not that she's questioning his technique but because he actually got caught
"I'm just saying, that's way too low" Hayley knows her cheeks are slowly turning red as his hand is just inches away from her ass, it's true that she hates being touch, but for some reason she's actually okay with this, she can even feel butterflies in her stomach, wait what? Butterflies, this is Hayley Marshall we're talking about, she doesn't get butterflies, so it's probably moth, yes defiantly moths
"That's the point, it's a slow dance, its intimate"
"Its sexual harassment from where I'm standing, I mean you people seriously call this dancing?"
"Well if you think this is bad, just wait till we go clubbing" Klaus says with a very devious smirk, making Hayley think, just what kind of dancing goes down in the clubs
"O.k. guys, our guy is finally here" Rebekah informs
"Finally, let's go"
"Fine, just whatever you do, don't invite him to dance, you'll definitely lose your charm" Klaus jocks
"Highly doubtful, with that dress she got on, she could walk all over him and he'd still be a happy a man" Kol's reply makes Klaus look at Hayley's short dress again and then look at all the man already staring at her, well her ass specifically.
"Listen if he gets grabby, all you have to do is call me, I'll be right here" Klaus's voice turn serious and… concerned?
"Klaus if he gets grabby, I'll handle him myself, don't worry, this isn't my 1st time around jerks like him"
"No this guy is no jerk, he is a pig, if anything happens…"
"Niklaus let's go, we're wasting time, the shifts changes in 2 minutes" Elijah interrupts, reminding Klaus of the plan, he's supposed to sneak in as soon as the guard shifts changes, any minute later and they'll risk getting caught
"I know brother" Hayley can see Klaus's anger rising
"Then start yelling" Elijah orders, now if anything Klaus hates is being ordered, and Elijah should know that by now, good thing he's a safe distance away.
Klaus was getting ready to start yelling, but as he was about to open his mouth, he's eyes catches another set of brown eyes glued to Hayley's behind, along with a piggish smirk
"No forget it, change of plan, no break up, I'm going to introduce you as my girl" Klaus states, his eyes never leaving his target's
"What? Niklaus, no, you can't do that, the plan…" Elijah's shock very clear in his voice, Klaus never changed his plan unless it was necessary
"The plan, was before she decided to put that dress on" Klaus interrupts angrily
"What's that supposed to mean?" Hayley offended, although she doesn't know why? She herself said this dress made her look like a prostitute, a very expensive one, but a prostitute never less
"It means it's the last time you go shopping with Rebekah" Klaus's eyes finally leave his target's to look at Hayley.
"Hey…" Rebekah wines
"So what's the plan now?"
"I introduce you as my girl, and then I pretend to go mingle while he keeps you company, make sure he never leaves you're side, but also keep him a safe distance away, and in case anything happens just call me
"okay got it, now can we go on and get it over with so I can go home and get the hell out of this dress, if I catch one more guy staring at my ass, I'm shoving my heels up his, let's see how he like everyone staring at his ass"