Char

I close my eyes for the breath on my neck, his lips pass my ear and travel slowly downward until they reach my shoulder, where he deposits a small kiss.

I giggle at the tickle. Feeling his hands move down from my waist to my hips.

A change of music causes the crowd to start booing at the DJ. The hands that were on my hips turn me around, so we're face to face.

The dark-haired guy in front of me tries to adjust the movement of our bodies with the new beat. He pulls my body closer to his, bringing our foreheads together.

Just inches from his lips.

I drop my head, removing the temptation in front of me, mistakenly inviting the guy to kiss my neck again.

My eyes drift to my side, where a black-haired guy is dancing with a blonde.

Alex's shoulders move from side to side, his hands on the girl's waist, her arms around his beautiful shoulders.

My gaze somehow calls out to him, his eyes collide with mine and my breathing quickens. Not because of the guy kissing my neck wildly, but because of the guy's black eyes that are far away from me.

Alex turns his and the girl's body, so I can only see her back, his eyes locked on mine, as he slowly kisses the blonde girl's earlobe.

My lips part, imagining it's her pink lips on my ear.

The brunette next to me pulls me closer to him, squeezing my hips with his, showing me how tight his pants are, the snatch elicits a slight moan from me, which doesn't go unnoticed by the black-haired man.

Alex tenses his jaw, but doesn't stop kissing the girl, his lips run down her neck, slowly, with some tongue flicking.

I move my neck sideways, giving him more access to the guy, pulling him closer to me as the only way to avoid running away to those black eyes that devour every movement of my body.

"Char!" Mosi's voice startles me. The guy comes running from the opposite side to his best friend, he arrives with two drinks in hand—two small transparent cups. "Midnight shot," he says, sternly ignoring the brunet guy, who, annoyed, has excused himself to run to the bathroom.

He smiles big, knowing what he has interrupted, I see another guy approaching with two more shots. I feel an arm go around my shoulders.

I smile as I see Alex's relaxed smile, he takes one of the shots and clinks his glass with mine. The other two guys do the same, before counting to three and emptying the strong drink into our mouths.

Mosi shouts happily and the four of us start dancing frantically.

"Pass me the beer." Alex stretches out his arm, pointing to the bottle resting on the table.

We have all returned to the house after someone has called the police and the small nightclub has been shut down.

Alex's fingers make circles on my bare thigh.

A red scrape is visible on my knee. Because of the fuss I was pushed, my knees suffered the consequences.

When we got home, we all sat down in the living room. Alex put my legs on his, carefully healing my scrapes before everyone's eyes.

My legs haven't moved since, his hand has been massaging my thighs.

Mosi brings the beer over to him, he takes a brief swig before offering it to me.

I shake my head with a grimace. Beer shouldn't be considered a drink.

Alex chuckles under his breath.

His hand grabs my chin, and he shakes my head gently.

"Do you want me to get you some water?" he asks, I smile at him, by way of response I settle better on the couch, lengthening my legs a little.

The movements on my thighs start again, and I stay, enjoying the touch.

"Damn whoever called the cops." moans Mosi and the blond guy who accompanied us on the shot nods. "Damn those who pushed poor Char."

Mosi tries to approach me to touch my face, but Alex pushes him away with a slap. The guy laughs and moves away. Rubbing his hand.

"Good thing she has a good doctor by her side." Alex smirks and everyone in the room rolls their eyes.

I wave goodbye to Mosi, the guy blows me a flying kiss before sticking his head out the window before the cab driver cuts it off.

Alex's laughter is heard near my neck. The guy hugs me from behind, walking backwards to close the door.

"Do you want to stay?" I turn around and look into his eyes.

There's no malice in them.

I nod, grabbing his hand to walk up the stairs together.