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Until I Met You Pt 2- Ike Evans

Title: Until I Met You Part 2

Character: Isaac "Ike" Evans

TV: Magic City

Warnings: Smut!

Photo/GIF credits go to the original maker/owner

*2 years earlier*

Isaac had fallen into a depression. His beloved wife, whom he grew up with, had passed away from cancer a year ago.

She hadn't suffered long, but towards the end she was still in pain.

He knew that she would have wanted him to move on, but he found it to be increasingly difficult, so he buried himself in his hotel, doing damn near everything, which was driving his employee's absolutely crazy.

Eduardo, the maintenance man of the hotel had told him that enough was enough and that he was going to live a little. No more moping around because his wife would kick his ass if she'd seen what he had become.

“Dancing?” Ike said, smoking yet another cigarette.

Eduardo nodded, “Yes, Ike. Dancing.”

Ike had two left feet, there was no way…

“The woman that teaches, she's very patient,  trust me, okay?”

Ike looked out onto the horizon and chewed on his bottom lip.

It was just a dance class… get out of the hotel for a bit, get something to eat and go home. No big deal, right?

Well, that's what he thought, until he saw the dance instructor enter the studio.

The first thing he noticed about her, was her smile. It was kind, her bow shaped lips just begging to be kissed tenderly. Her eyes crinkled at the corners as she smiled and greeted everyone.

Her hair was in a bun at the top of her head and holy hell, how he wanted to just take it down and run his fingers through it.

She wore a black leotard with a black flowing skirt and a pair of black flats. Her hourglass shaped body filled the tightness of the fabric perfectly.

As she neared him, he looked down at his red shirt, dress slacks and polished shoes, and hoped that he looked presentable. He ran a hand over his freshly shaven cheeks and wondered if he should have shaved his mustache as well.

“Y/N Russo, Isaac Evans,” Eduardo said, introducing the two.

She held out her hand and he gripped her delicate fingers, “Pleasure to meet you, Y/N,”

With a faint blush to her cheeks, she dipped her head slightly as she smiled, “Nice to meet you too Isaac,”

“Ike is fine,”

He saw her pupils dilate at the sound of his voice. When she spoke, he had to lock his knees to keep them from shaking.

“Ike,”

She was called over by another student and he felt like he could finally breathe, but damn did she make it difficult as her hips swayed while she walked.

“She's not married or seeing anyone,” Eduardo whispered.

“Hmmm?”

Eduardo clicked his tongue and rolled his eyes, “You think I didn't see that? You both were practically fucking each other,”

Ike laughed, clapping Eduardo on the back, “I don't know what you're talking about my friend,”

Eduardo smiled, knowing that his friend was in denial, but he knew that itch was going to get scratched once he danced with her.
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“One, two, three and four,” Y/N counted as she clapped her hands to the beat.