What was that all about? Has he actually thought about what I said and decided on something?
Part of me wants to simply leave now to find him. But if my father actually is proposing to give me more responsibility, showing up with alcohol on my breath wouldn’t be a good idea. In fact, it would give him just the ammo he needs to change his mind.
No, the best thing I can do is stop drinking (after this last drink, I decide after remembering that I’d just ordered one) and freshen up in the morning. He probably knows where I am, anyway, but I’m not going to give him proof.
I don’t know what it’s all about. But I can’t help
the excitement that’s building in me. This could be what I’ve been waiting for, a big break to prove to my father that I can handle the responsibility of one day running the company.
I drain the last of my drink.
“Any more?” the bartender asks.
“No more,” I say cheerfully.
The bartender nods and I slide off the stool. Common sense tells me I should probably leave the club now and get some sleep. But I’ve spent most of the night moping. Now I have something to celebrate. A little fun won’t hurt.
I push my way onto the dancefloor. It’s packed and people are bumping into me as they move in the limited space they have. Drinks are sloshing on the floor, making it slippery as the pungent smell of alcohol fills the air. Someone bumps into me and the world tilts as I fall sideways.
I don’t hit the ground, though. Arms catch me, preventing me from tumbling down. Surprised and grateful, I look up.
The first thing I see is a gorgeous pair of hazel eyes on a male face. They glitter in the strobing lights, framed by long lashes. There’s bemusement in those eyes, and I pull back to take in my rescuer.
If his eyes were amazing, the rest of him is even more so. He has the kind of model looks that I would expect to see in a magazine, with an angular face, straight nose and smooth chin. His brown hair flops over his head, styled in a way that accentuates his high cheekbones and almond eyes. He’s wearing a blue button-down shirt, though the top two buttons are undone to show the smooth chest beneath. His jeans are tight, fitting perfectly.
He’s very, very hot.
“Thank you!” I say, trying to shout over the music.
He frowns and leans in, giving me a whiff of the musky cologne he must be wearing. It’s heady and I’m no longer sure if I feel light-headed because of the alcohol or because of him.
“What?” he asks, his voice still sounding low despite shouting.
“Thank you!” I say again.
He blinks and then grins, hearing me this time. A smile suits him; it spreads across his face and lights up his features, making him even more attractive.
“No worries!” he says. “Are you alright?”
“I’m fine!” I shout.
And I really am. I wasn’t hurt, but bumping into this man is definitely the highlight of the night. He grins at me again and turns to face me. I wonder who he’s with. He doesn’t seem concerned about any companions he may have.
Now he’s moved in closer and started to move, bobbing up and down to start with to indicate that he wants to dance. I can’t help but laugh at his awkward movements, the sound lost in the beat of the music, but he laughs with me anyway, winking at me. I start to move as well, snapping my hips to the beat of the music and moving my feet in a simple pattern that makes my body sway. He attempts to copy me; however, as graceful as his lithe body looks, he has two left feet.
I don’t mind. It’s amusing and he’s attractive enough to make up for a simple flaw. No one else cares, either; everyone is just moving on their own, hearing whatever beat and rhythm they wanted to.
There is something about this man that is intriguing and intoxicating. I can’t help but stare at him, trailing my eyes over his body as he moves. I lean in toward him, suddenly wanting to know who he is; if I know, then maybe this connection I feel won’t have to end tonight.
“I’m Amanda!” I shout.
“What?” he shouts back.
“Amanda!” I try again.
“Who?” he asks, frowning.
I laugh and gesture to myself. His expression clears and he waves his hand toward himself as well.