Chapter Twenty-Eight – The Dance
Does it ever drive you crazy just how fast the night changes? Everything that you’ve ever dreamed of disappearing when you wake up. But there’s nothing to be afraid of, even when the night changes.
I had convinced Ashton to ask Christine to the dance. So we were all standing at the foot of the curved stairs in the Charlens’ home. Judson was taking selfies with Emily. Ashton and Christine were posing for Cathy’s camera. I stood to the side with Roman a few feet ahead of me. He had shot me a winning smile once I appeared in the foyer and winked after checking me out slowly. But we were being careful so we didn’t actually say anything to one another. He was super sexy in a suit, though. It was so un-Roman but still so fine.
“Kids, get together for group pictures.” Donna called, holding her fancy point-and-shoot camera in her hands. Judson put his arms around Emily. She was wearing a midnight blue floor length gown, with gems around the neckline. Ashton stood behind Christine in the same position. Christine was in a baby blue gown; the sides were cut open exposing the right and left side of her mid section. “Rome, pose with Sam.” Donna ordered seeing as we were the only two ‘without dates’.
Roman stood next to Ash and I stood in front of him. The moment his hands were on my bare stomach, I relaxed. I’d wanted to touch him all night and finally we were allowed to. With a subtle tug, he had me right against his chest so there wasn’t a hairbreadth of space between us. Cathy and Donna took photos of the six of us eagerly, directing us which way to pose.
Terry was with Meagan and her friends, much to Donna’s disappointment. He promised her he’d be around for prom, though, next year.
“Honey, their limo’s here. We should let them go.” Mark said gently.
“Oh alright.” She sighed. “Go on, have a good time. Don’t drink too much.”
The six of us trickled out of the house. Roman stayed behind me, keeping a secret hand on my waist. There was a black stretch limo on the street waiting for us. The clouds were growing dark and gloomy. It looked like a storm was brewing but luckily we had dry weather right now. I didn’t want to get my hair and makeup ruined. The driver opened the back door and we all hopped in. This was my first time in a limo.
There was a mini bar next to the door. The ceiling was made of these funky lights and the leather seat went all around the length of the limo. We sat in pairs. Chris and Ashton took the head of the limo behind the driver. Emily and Judson sat in the middle while Rome and I took the back. Rome leaned towards me and whispered, “You’re beautiful.” In my ear, planting a gentle kiss on my cheek.
I looked up at him and grinned widely, “I can say the same about you. Formal wear suits you.”
The dance was being held at a banquet hall just outside of town. Ashton found an AUX chord and plugged in his iPhone. We endured EDM through the whole ride because Ash and Judson were crazy about it. Besides, it was pretty effective in pumping up the mood.
“Are Jake and Ty coming?” I asked Roman.
“No. They think it’s lame.” He smirked. “I wouldn’t have come either if it weren’t for you.” He admitted.
I squeezed his hand. “I’m glad you came.”
He looked me over one more time. “Oh yeah, me too.” He agreed. “Your hair looks good like that.” He remarked stroking a strand of my hair. I had it pinned flat on the right side, sweeping most of it towards the left and keeping that side loose and thick. My makeup was very light since my dress was dazzling enough on its own. Other than my piercings, I wore no jewellery. “And you changed into a nose ring.”
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