Sylvie stepped out the side door of the VIP entrance. She needed some air. The smell of human sweat and blood was going to her head. Her vision blurred as she was hit with a rush of cool air. She dug into her tiny silver beaded purse and grabbed a clove ciggarette and lighter. Flicking the lighter a few times, and failing due to the wind, she cursed.
"Want some help?" a smooth voice slurred in her ear.
She turned around quickly, defensively, and her eyes went wide as she saw the man standing in front of her.
"Uh.. N-no, I can do it myself thanks." She tried to be nonchalant, but his alluring scent hightened her senses, and her tounge tripped up the words.
Sylvie flicked the lighter a few more times, stomped in frustration and then handed it sarcastically to the smirking human. She glared at him, and their eyes met. His sky blue orbs bore into her own as he smiled at her.
He took the lighter from her and a shock was administered where their hands met.
His hand was hot and rough, her's was ice cold, but smooth as silk.
Sylvie gasped and recovererd quickly, as if nothing had happened. The man stood there gawking for a second and then held up the lighter, cupping the flame within his right hand. Sylvie cupped her left hand and they made a shelter over the flame as he lit the tip of her ciggarette. It glowed orange, and she inhaled, fragrant smoke filling her lungs.
"You know" he said smugly, "Smoking can kill you."
She rolled her eyes at him ironically. "Sweety, Im practically invincible, you couldn't kill me if you tried."
"Oh... allright" he sais just as sarcastic as her, smirking.
He handed her a triple cosmo. "I got this for you, I figured you might dance with me if I bought you a drink."
Sylvie grinned, he snow white teeth gleaming in the moonlight. She took the glass from his hand, downed the whole thing in two gulps, and then exhaled the smoke she had previously inhaled.
"Woahh Baby, take it easy!" His eyes went wide as he watched her standing there giggling with her hands on her hips.
"You dont have to worry about me, I'm a big girl." She winked at him, tossed the glass against the side of the brick building, and threw her cig on the ground, stamping it out with the toe of her sexy silver heel.
She grabbed him by the arm and draggede him back inside the club
She yelled over the pulsing music, "Thanks for the drink!, Let's Dance!"
4. Let's Dance
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