The sound of techno music filled my ears as my hips swayed moving to the beat. I brushed my long wavy brown hair out of my face as the guy behind me gripped my hips tighter and pushed me closer to him.
“You’re not from around here are you?” I asked him, smiling.
He shook his head, grinning. “Not at all actually. I’m from California.”
I chuckled, walking away. “Sunny California. You shouldn’t have come to Brooklyn. You have no idea what you’ve gotten into.”
I took a big sip out of my beer and frozed when I heard his voice. His voice. Christopher Walker. He was the most dangerous gang leader of Brooklyn and had everyone wrapped around his finger. Except me. Don’t get me wrong, he scared the hell out of me but I wasn’t going to let him know that. I’m not the type. He's been locked up numerous times but he never leaves any evidence of his killing, so the charges never stick. Christopher was unstoppable and he knew it. Not only was he dangerous but he was attractive as well. Girls would swoon at him and do the most pathetic stuff to capture his attention. He had an amazing body with the face to match. I ignored his voice and walked towards towards my best friend Shay who was drinking beer like it were water. “Whoa Shay! Slow down there.” I said, laughing.
She smirked. “I’m just having some fun. Scoping out the scene. There’s so many hot guys at this club.
I nodded. “A guy’s staring at you. He’s pretty hot.”
Her face brightened. “Where?”
“By the bar. Brunette, brown eyes, wearing a blue long sleeved shirt.”
Shay looked at the guy and smiled in appreciation. “See you later, Rose. Momma’s found a hottie.”
I snorted at her silliness. The alcohol was already getting to her. I sipped my drink again and saw the most attractive guy I had ever seen. He had the most piercing gray eyes that looked like they could see into your soul and know your darkest secrets. He walked through the sea of people and straight to the bar. I walked towards the bar, not knowing what had gotten into me. I was usually the one being chased by guys, not the one chasing them. I knew I was attractive and I wasn’t hesitant in the least to use my looks when necessary. I sat next to mystery guy and saw he had already ordered a drink, looking thoughtful. “Sex on the beach, please.” I said to the bartender.
The bartender nodded and started to serve my drink. I glanced at mystery guy more closely. He was wearing a white shirt underneath a black leather jacket that highlighted his tanned, muscular arms nicely. He had short brown hair and looked at least 6’1.
“I wouldn’t drink that if I were you.” I said to the mystery guy.
He looked at me looking annoyed. “Pardon?”
“Your drink. It’s too strong. Dangerous actually. I had to go to the doctor after drinking that crap.” I said, licking my lips. I noticed his voice was attractively deep.
He chuckled. “I think I can handle it. No offence, but you don’t exactly look like you can hold your liquor.”
I rolled my eyes. “Go ahead. Drink it then.”
He narrowed his gray eyes in determination and took a big gulp. His eyes turned red, watering and he choked. He started coughing uncontrollably, making me laugh. “I, at least, drank the whole drink in one go.”
He glared at me. “Shut up.”
I looked at the bar tendered and asked for water, sipping on my “Sex on the beach”. The bartender handed it to me, looking amused at the situation. “Here, it’ll help.” I handed the mystery guy the glass of water.