Dancing around the night club I had man of all ages trying to come up to me and start dancing, but in fact I wasn't wanting any of them. I had my eyes on one man here tonight, and I was going to go home with him even if it's the last thing I'll do.
Walking past bodies grinding and dancing, I push past them over to the bear and get myself a drink, I'd been here from 10 pm and it's now around 12 am. I should be making my move some time soon, but I don't know how. Girls keep coming up to him, trying to get him drunk, I haven't seen him drink at all tonight. Unlike him.
It's unlike him not to drink, I remember him as being the man of the party so this is unlike him. I flip my hair and drink my drink walking back to the dance floor I feel hands on hips. I roll my eyes, men.
I slowly turn around to see his brown eyes look through me, his black hair was to the side and he had a smirk on his face. God Brandon couldn't ever not look sexy.
"What do you want," I ask biting my lip, his smirk grow and he pulled me away from everyone whispering into my hear.
"You"
