The Magician and The Goose (Completed)

Chapter 16- DANCE

Am I on fire or what? Third chapter published in a row, today!!!! Happy reading and do vote!!!          

"Can I have a dance with you, Aric?" Shayla breathed in Aric's ear. She moved her face back and bored her eyes into his. She looked at him soo intensely yet lovingly which made Aric's heart go wild. They just stared at each other as Aric breathed loudly. His hands were on his side as he formed fists. His palms were sweating. 

Drunk Shayla is dangerous Shayla, a voice inside his head spoke. 

Drunk Shayla is bold and sexy Shayla, another voice inside him retorted.

All of their friends watched them with amusement glinting in their eyes. Leslie finally agreed that Respina's plan wasn't as dumb as she thought it was.

Aric wanted to say YES but no words came out of his mouth. He was flabbergasted.

Before he could form any words, Shayla started dragging him to the dance floor by his collar as she sang childishly, "Wee willl danceee, wee willl dancee." Aric didn't object, he just let her drag him. He was lost. He didn't know what to say or what to do. 

He was shocked at himself, shocked at how he was reacting. He hated dancing and here he was, letting her drag him to the dance floor. What is wrong with me? He wondered. He had been in a relationship with Elliema for like a year and he never danced with her at any club, no matter how many times she asked him. And tonight, he was willing to do it. How? Why? He wondered wildly.

They were in the V.I.P. section. Also, the club where they were, was expensive and the best, so most of the people present there were rich and belonged to big families. They couldn't go to the normal clubs because of Aric. Many of the people would have recognized him.

Blue, green, pink, yellow, purple, and many more disco lights were flashing onto the dance floor.

Shayla held his wrists tightly and placed them on her waist. Aric gulped down nervously as he stared into her eyes. She then placed her hands on his shoulder and they started moving slowly. A pop song was playing in the background but they didn't care. They were too lost in each other that music didn't reach their ears.

Aric felt content. At that moment he forgot everything, he forgot everyone, he forgot himself. Only one person he could see and feel and it was the drunk girl with black eyes, dancing with him.

Before he could stop himself he whispered hoarsely, "Shayla."

"Hmm," Shayla hummed as she kept staring at Aric's face with a content smile as if she was mesmerized by him.

"What are you doing to me?" he asked faintly, more to himself.

"I'm forcing you to dance with me," Shayla replied without any slur as she giggled.

"You look more beautiful when you laugh," he realized that he said that aloud when Shayla replied, "Your smile is cute, do you know that Mr. Aric."

Aric liked the way his name sounded on her lips. The way she said Carry and Aric, he started falling in love with his own name.

"But you need to stay away from me, Mr. Aric," Shayla spoke abruptly as she jerked her body a few feet away from Aric. She raised her index finger as she slurred, "You stayy away, you are dangerousss," a frown appeared on her face as she pouted and her body swayed. She stumbled and Aric quickly grabbed her by her waist and steadied her. 

"I am dangerous? Aric chuckled, "I'm just a guy who makes videos. Trust me I'm anything but dangerous."

Shayla pushed his chest and freed herself from his grip as she again rose her index finger at him and spoke amidst her hiccups, "Nooo, no, no, no," she shook her head wildly and her hair flowed, "You are verrrrry dangerrrous," saying this she quickly turned around and ran outside the club.