Chance for a Dance | Just a Kiss GxB Paranormal Romance
Dancing alone when I should have been doing homework. Not exactly how I'd planned to spend my night, but hey, I was going to make the most of it.
And every time I looked back at the bleachers, Chance looked more and more bored. I was starting to get irritated. If he hadn't wanted to hang out, he could have just left me at home.
Maybe that's why I didn't resist when I found myself being swept up into the crowd of bodies, moving, dancing, pulsing to the beat.
Soon I forgot all about being angry. All I felt was the beat. The music had become different than anything else I'd remembered hearing before. Certainly not like anything I'd heard at a school dance. It was... slow and smooth, a drifting rhythm that seeped into my soul until it drowned out everything else.
I found myself rocking and moving to the sound without having to try. I felt... drunk. But the only thing I'd had was water.
After what could have been minutes or could have been hours, I felt someone approach behind me, pressing up too close to my back and letting their breath linger at my neck.
The unfamiliar voice from behind me whispered, "My, you do smell delicious."
Suddenly, Chance's words replayed in my mind. You're in danger And that's when I realized.
I couldn't move.
And every time I looked back at the bleachers, Chance looked more and more bored. I was starting to get irritated. If he hadn't wanted to hang out, he could have just left me at home.
Maybe that's why I didn't resist when I found myself being swept up into the crowd of bodies, moving, dancing, pulsing to the beat.
Soon I forgot all about being angry. All I felt was the beat. The music had become different than anything else I'd remembered hearing before. Certainly not like anything I'd heard at a school dance. It was... slow and smooth, a drifting rhythm that seeped into my soul until it drowned out everything else.
I found myself rocking and moving to the sound without having to try. I felt... drunk. But the only thing I'd had was water.
After what could have been minutes or could have been hours, I felt someone approach behind me, pressing up too close to my back and letting their breath linger at my neck.
The unfamiliar voice from behind me whispered, "My, you do smell delicious."
Suddenly, Chance's words replayed in my mind. You're in danger And that's when I realized.
I couldn't move.