12-07-2016, 10:36 PM
Dane pulled Danika into his arms, only to push her a few inches away as her body pressed close to his. He touched her with the tips of his fingers, grazing her shoulders and turning her this way and that. He was a smooth, confident dancer, but his movements were precise and calculated. Dancing was not natural to him, but neither was he uncomfortable. Danika was pretty, he supposed. She had big eyes and plump lips, but those features were not what he found most attractive. It was her pale skin and short, dark hair that drew him. As they danced, he could smell the alcohol on her breath. The scent turned his stomach a little, but alcohol had its uses, and he did not shy away.
He flicked gazes around them to gauge how others watched. Soon, he began to realize that the eyes connecting to them were not focused on him at all, but instead upon Danika. Frequently, those same eyes connected invisible lines to another man in the room. Dane sought him out, and found a predatory gaze watching. He smiled charmingly at the man, a smile that faded when he realized the man dismissed them completely.
Irritation roiled in his gut to the point that he almost forgot about Danika. He did not like being dismissed, and eventually he simply walked away from the dance floor and the young woman that occupied it.
He angled through the crowd toward the man that stole the attention that should have been his. But when he was close enough to look the man in the eye, his jaw tightened. He reached for the power but it slipped away like water through his fingers. It didn't matter, he mused and turned away.
Having lost the desire to dance, flirt, drink or fight, he grabbed his things and left.
He flicked gazes around them to gauge how others watched. Soon, he began to realize that the eyes connecting to them were not focused on him at all, but instead upon Danika. Frequently, those same eyes connected invisible lines to another man in the room. Dane sought him out, and found a predatory gaze watching. He smiled charmingly at the man, a smile that faded when he realized the man dismissed them completely.
Irritation roiled in his gut to the point that he almost forgot about Danika. He did not like being dismissed, and eventually he simply walked away from the dance floor and the young woman that occupied it.
He angled through the crowd toward the man that stole the attention that should have been his. But when he was close enough to look the man in the eye, his jaw tightened. He reached for the power but it slipped away like water through his fingers. It didn't matter, he mused and turned away.
Having lost the desire to dance, flirt, drink or fight, he grabbed his things and left.