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I'm standing in the VIP-lounge of Red in the arms of the most eligible bachelor on this planet, who happens to be the most gorgeous man I ever sa wand he's kissing me. He's kissing clumsy, accident-prone me and telling me that he can't get me out of his head.
Off course he can't. Every time he's seen me, I've assaulted him. Not on purpose, but still.I tried to take of his head, we'll I didn't try, it just happened but still. Wow he's caressing my butt. And I head butted him. And now he's kissing me. I can't believe this is happening. Why is he kissing me?
Not that I'm complaining. He feels, tastes and smells to die for. But I just can't understand why he is kissing me.
Shut up voice-in-my-head, just enjoy this while it lasts.
Mmmmmm, he tastes really yummy. Should I grope him? I really want to touch his butt, should I?
Oh, I just squeezed his butt! I just did it. Mmmmm, nice butt. And his back feels so toned. Soooo nice.
He's soooo yu…Bloody hell,I don't think that's a banana.
I think he likes it. Duh, he's not packing a gun. Or is he? No that's not a gun, gun's are smaller.
Shut up, just kiss him. Or come up for air.
No just keep kissing him. If you die, then you die happy.
As it turns out, I'm not the only one who needs some air. Because as soon as I've thought it Christian breaks our kiss and takes some deep audible breaths. Well actually he's panting, but so am I.
"Do you want to dance some more?" without waiting for my answer he takes my hand and leads me to the doors to the dancefloor.
The only thing I can think of is his hands around mine.
As we reach the dance floor Lykke Li's I follow rivers starts playing. I turn my back to Christian and start moving my shoulders and my hips. I move my hands up in my air and gaze over my shoulder into Christians hooded eyes. He starts moving with me.
While still dancing I put my hands on his hips and push my butt deeper into his front.
I think he really likes it because the banana just turned into and zucchini.
He turns me around and pushes his leg between mine so I grind against his leg. His hands caress my back and I feel him panting in my neck.
I don't think we are moving to the rhythm of the music anymore. But I don't care. I just want to kiss this sexy man. And so I do.
"You feel so good" he whispers in my ear. All I can do is blush hand smile like an idiot.
The music changes into an upbeat tempo, but we are still doing our dirty dancing grinding thing to a different beat.
Suddenly I see Kate standing behind Christian looking at me with a smirk on her face. She motions to the restrooms with her hand looks at me and walks of the dance floor as soon as I've nodded.
"I'll be back in a sec". I tell Christian, but before he let's me walk away. He whispers into my ear, "I'll be upstairs. Waiting for you". And with that he walks in the direction of the VIP-stairs.
"Wow, you look as if you could spontaneous combust or something" Kate says with a smirk. I look into the mirror and see she's right. My cheeks are a deep shade of red and my hair is a mess.
As I try to tame the birds nest that was once my hair I just smile at her.
She smiles back at me and gives me a hug. "It's nice to see you enjoying yourself and letting loose a bit. "
"I'm sorry, I have neglected you since we arrived here".
She laughs. "You haven't neglected me. You just enjoyed yourself. Good for you. And by the way, I enjoyed myself as well. Didn't you see the cute guy I was dancing with. His name is Elliot. Now have fun and don't worry about me. I'm sure Christian will make sure you get home safely, so don't wait for me and do everything I would do." And with that she walks of. "Oh and tell me everything tomorrow". She shouts to me just before she leaves the restrooms.
As I get back in the VIP-lounge, Christian walks towards me with a smile on his face. He takes my hand and pulls me against him.
"Want to come to my place". He asks me.
I can only nod at him. I can't believe this is happening.
As we walk out off the club my heart is trying to jump out of my chest. This is really happening. I'm leaving the hottest club to go home with the hottest guy known to mankind. Wow, just wow.
We walk towards a black Aston Martin. A guy jumps out and opens the door for us. And that's when it happens. I step into a little dent in the road. I hear something snap and with a loud scream I crash onto the pavement.
As I lie on the ground I feel a scorching pain in my ankle. And at that moment I know that I won't be going to Christians appartement tonight. The only place I'm going to is the emergency room. Figures.