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&quot;Excuse me&quot;. As I went to walk past him his hand shot out and he grabbed my arm.<br /> &quot;You&#039;re playing with fire little one&quot;. Feeling his breath fan against my neck a shiver rocked through my body. He was to close.<br /> &quot;Shaking your little hip for all these guys&quot;.<br /> What?<br /> &quot;Jake get out of my way&quot;. <br /> &quot;Come dance on me like that&quot;. Every time he moved closer I took a step back. &quot;Come dance your little hip on my shaft. I mean if you&#039;re giving them out&quot;. He smirked.<br /> Pushing past him I ran towards the booth to collect my things. I wanted to go home. <br /> ...<br /> As I felt his hand on my back I shrugged him off. I didn&#039;t want his help.<br /> &quot;Leah&quot;. he sighed.<br /> &quot;Go away&quot;. I cried cursing myself for howI sounded.<br /> &quot;Baby you&#039;re drunk and you&#039;re hurt. I&#039;m not going anywhere&quot;.<br /> &quot;Jake&quot;. I whined.<br /> &quot;I danced that way tonight because I wasn&#039;t shaking my hip for all those guys. I was shaking my hip for you&quot;.<br /> I want to be near you all the time, I want to touch you, I want you to touch me&quot;. Reaching my hand over I grabbed his arm. &quot;I&#039;ve never felt like this before...<br /> <br /> ————————<br /> &quot;This is my second day here&quot;.<br /> &quot;And you&#039;ve already been invited to one of Jake Taylors parties&quot;. Whistling lowly I frowned. What was that suppose to mean?<br /> &quot;He&#039;s a big deal in this town&quot;.<br /> &quot;He&#039;s a prick&quot;. I grinned causing him to laugh.<br /> &quot;I like the way you think Leah&quot; Hitting his bottle off mine we fell into silence. &quot;So you&#039;re not his biggest fan then?&quot;. I asked.<br /> &quot;Hm I wouldn&#039;t say that. I used to date his sister&quot; He whispered. &quot;But we&#039;re cool we ended things on a good note and it was a mutual decision but I still get the feeling he hates my guts&quot;.<br /> &quot;With they way he&#039;s glaring at you I think you may be right&quot;. He hadn&#039;t taken his eyes of us from the moment we sat down.<br /> &quot;And that&#039;s my queue to call it a night. Hopefully see you around&quot;.<br /> Once again I was left on my own.<br /> &quot;This seat taken?&quot;<br /> &quot;Depends, are you going to glare at me the full time you sit there?&quot;. Glancing up my eyes landed on his. Deep brown eyes stared down at me. It was like he could see into my soul.<br /> &quot;Think we got off on the wrong foot little one&quot;. As he sat down my heartbeat quicken,my palms were becoming sweaty. The pull I had to this man wasn&#039;t right but it felt right.<br /> I wanted to be near him. I wanted to know him.<br /> &quot;I&#039;m Leah&quot;. I smiled holding out my hand.<br /> &quot;Jake&quot;. Placing his hand it mine it was like something I had never felt before.<br /> <br /> ---<br /> As we pushed through the double doors to get into the main part of the club my eyes widened.<br /> It was massive.<br /> All I could see was colours.<br /> Girls dancing on poles.<br /> The bar area was mobbed.<br /> As soon as I felt the hands on my hips my eyes opened. The guy grinned at me. Spinning me around I inched closer to him, our hips moved together.<br /> With my hand on his chest I moved him back. Turning around I rocked my hips taking myself to the floor I grabbed the back of his legs.<br /> I didn&#039;t realise I had caught the attention of others on the dance floor.<br /> I was to caught up in the music, to caught up on the dancing to realise what was going on. The crowd parted like the red sea.<br /> I stopped moving. The song playing suddenly forgotten about. Grabbing a hold of the guy I was dancing with I pushed him behind me.<br /> &quot;That hunk of meat your boyfriend?&quot;. He whispered in my ear. &quot;Knew you&#039;d have a hottie here as soon as your little hip hit the dance floor. He&#039;s smoking&quot;. He whispered.<br /> &quot;I&#039;m Jordan&quot;. He grinned as Jake was fast approaching.<br /> &quot;Leah&quot;. Swallowing the lump in my throat I had no idea what was about to happen.<br /> He wasn&#039;t happy. His hands were balled into fists and his teeth were clenched.<br /> This reminded me of what happened earlier today.<br /> He stood directly in front of me but he was glaring at Jordan. He had no right. He wasn&#039;t my boyfriend, he didn&#039;t get a say in who I danced with.<br /> &quot;Move&quot;. He growled causing the hairs on my arms to stand.<br /> Jordan decided to take it upon himself and take the lead on this one and I didn&#039;t know if he was going to walk out of here in one piece.<br /> &quot;Your hot little girlfriend has some moves on her&quot;. Oh god he was trying to get himself killed. Nostrils flaring he took a step closer.<br /> Jake&#039;s reaction was priceless.<br /> Jordan took both my hands in his.<br /> &quot;Seriously girl you can dance. You had every guy and girl in here glued to that nice little body of yours. Hit me up if you ever want to go out&quot;. Slipping a piece of paper into my bra he smooched my cheek. &quot;Hope you pick up that phone&quot;. Winking at me he disappeared through the crowd.<br /> The music was blaring, people were dancing around us but he was still stood hands balled and glaring. I wasn&#039;t going to let him ruin my night. I had just danced in a club in front of hundreds of people. He wasn&#039;t getting to ruin my buzz. I wouldn&#039;t allow it.<br /> &quot;Excuse me&quot;. As I went to walk past him his hand shot out and he grabbed my arm.<br /> &quot;You&#039;re playing with fire little one&quot;. Feeling his breath fan against my neck a shiver rocked through my body. He was to close.<br /> &quot;Shaking your little hip for all these guys&quot;.<br /> What?<br /> Moving back I grabbed my arm out of his grip and glared at him. I was dancing for me, I was dancing because I love it. I wasn&#039;t dancing for any guy. He had some nerve.<br /> His hot and cold attitude was starting to piss me off.<br /> What was his deal?<br /> &quot;Jake get out of my way&quot;. I said trying to see if I could spot Alanna in the crowd.<br /> &quot;Come dance on me like that&quot;. Every time he moved closer I took a step back. &quot;Come dance your little hip on my shaft. I mean if you&#039;re giving them out&quot;. He smirked.<br /> Now I was angry.<br /> &quot;Stay away from me Jake I mean it&quot;.<br /> Pushing past him I ran towards the booth to collect my things. I wanted to go home. He had managed to ruin my night and now that the adrenaline had left my body I think I might have just broken my hand.<br /> <br /> ---<br /> &quot;Leah, hey what has happened?&quot;.<br /> Alanna was helping me to my feet but I pushed her away. I just wanted to get home and away from here, away from him.<br /> &quot;Hey&quot;. Alanna yelled.<br /> &quot;Ask your brother Alanna&quot;. Wiping my eyes I pushed my way through the crowd in the main club area and tried to find the exit.<br /> Pushing the double doors I sighed when the cold air hit my face.<br /> Looks like my night could get worse.<br /> Leaning my head against my knees I turned it to the side. I felt his presence beside me but I wasn&#039;t interested. I didn&#039;t care what he had to say. After what he said to me in there. I didn&#039;t want to be around him anymore.<br /> I was silent crying. I had to bite my lip to stop myself from making any noise. I didn&#039;t want him to see me cry. I didn&#039;t want him to think of me as weak. As I felt his hand on my back I shrugged him off. I didn&#039;t want his help.<br /> &quot;Leah&quot;. he sighed.<br /> &quot;Go away&quot;. I cried cursing myself for howI sounded.<br /> &quot;Baby you&#039;re drunk and you&#039;re hurt. I&#039;m not going anywhere&quot;.<br /> I didn&#039;t reply. The rain was getting heavier.<br /> Everyone was starting to leave the club and make their way home. Still I sat in the pouring rain with my head against my knees.<br /> &quot;Leah&quot;. He sounded frustrated.<br /> &quot;Go away Jake I don&#039;t need your help&quot;. <br /> “You&#039;ll catch the cold if you sit here any longer. At least wait inside until I can get someone to drive you home&quot;.<br /> He followed my every movement.<br /> &quot;Just let me drive you home&quot;. He snapped.<br /> &quot;What, no take me home&quot;. I demanded. I just wanted to go home, crawl into bed and forget all about this night.<br /> &quot;No&quot;. His voice was stern.<br /> There was no point in arguing. He was the driver and I clearly had no say. <br /> &quot;Jake&quot;. I whined.<br /> &quot;Leah close your eyes and try to sleep&quot;. As he started the car I leaned my head against the window and just stared at him.<br /> &quot;I danced that way tonight because I knew you were watching. I wasn&#039;t shaking my hip for all those guys. I was shaking my hip for you&quot;.<br /> His jaw clenched.<br /> &quot;You do things to my body Jake. I want to be near you all the time, I want to touch you, I want you to touch me&quot;. Reaching my hand over I grabbed his arm. &quot;I&#039;ve never felt like this before. I feel attached to you in ways I can&#039;t even explain. I&#039;m so confused&quot;.<br /> I cried. &quot;Why do I feel like this? If Jack wasn&#039;t in your kitchen tonight I would have made out with you on the kitchen floor&quot;. Suddenly the car came to a stop. &quot;I want you Jake Taylor and I have no idea why&quot;.<br /> &quot;Leah babe you need to stop talking and just rest. We&#039;re nearly home&quot;. He was holding onto the steering wheel so tight his knuckles were turning white.<br /> &quot;You make me feel alive&quot;. I whispered.<br /> &quot;Being close to you is all it takes. You turn me on so much&quot;. I moaned feeling that sweet little feeling build in the pit of my stomach. &quot;Touch me Jake please&quot;. I begged.<br /> &quot;Leah&quot; He growled.<br /> Within seconds I was out cold...<br /> -<br /> The next day.<br /> &quot;Why were you in my bed?&quot; I shouted when I woke up on the bed.<br /> Why was Jake in my bed?<br /> Glancing down at my hand a sigh fell from my lips, bits and pieces started coming back to me. His kitchen and the way I acted,the nightclub. I punched him.<br /> Then there was the car ride home, the things I said to him. Feeling my cheeks heated up, I tried to stifle the giggle. I didn&#039;t want to wake him just yet.<br /> &quot;What are you laughing at princess?&quot;.<br /> &quot;Why are you in my bed?&quot;. I asked to lift the covers gently. I didn&#039;t have the clothes on that I wore last night.<br /> &quot;I think you&#039;ll find this is my bed&quot;. His voice was groggy and full of sleep. He wasn&#039;t under the covers and he was still fully clothed.<br /> I was in his bed?<br /> &quot;Why am l in your bed?&quot;. Why didn&#039;t he take me home? My gran will be sick with worry.<br /> She was going to be so pissed that I didn&#039;t check in with her.<br /> &quot;How much of last night do you remember?&quot;.<br /> &quot;Enough to know I won&#039;t be drinking ever again. Although I feel fine just my hand that&#039;s sore&quot;. And maybe a little bit of my dignity trashed.<br /> &quot;Pain killers and coffee coming right up&quot;.<br /> Winking at me he left the room closing the door quietly behind him. This morning was going better than I expected. I had a clear mind on what happened last night I just wasn&#039;t telling him that. Every time I thought about it I could feel my face turning red.<br /> I basically threw myself at him.<br /> But then there was the part where he practically called me a bimbo. I wondered if he remembered that? I couldn&#039;t remember ever seeing him with a drink in his hand last night.<br /> &quot;Think it&#039;s time you went home princess&quot;.<br /> My stomach dropped. Was that all he had to say? &quot;Finish your coffee and I&#039;ll walk you home&quot;. As he closed the bedroom door I swallowed the lump that had appeared in the back of my throat.<br /> Shaking it off I got myself out of bed. I had no idea where my clothes were but I noticed one of his jumpers at the end of the bed. Slipping it over my head I left the room and made my way downstairs. As I got to the last step I stopped when I heard voices.<br /> &quot;Is she here?&quot;. Was that his mom? &quot;Have you told her yet?&quot;.<br /> &quot;Mom&quot;.<br /> &quot;Her scent is getting stronger Jake and you know what that means. Claim her before someone else comes and steals your mate&quot;.<br /> What in gods name were they talking about.<br /> &quot;Times not-..&quot;<br /> &quot;Hey honey&quot;. His mom clocked me first.<br /> Smiling at her I made my way into the kitchen. &quot;How&#039;s your hand?&quot;.<br /> ...

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