Chapter 13
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I couldn't help but rock too. "I didn't know Jazz music was so calming." I bent my head and took a sip of my Lime Mojitos.
Seth smiled, "Yea. It is very calming. It's my favourite genre of music."
Rocking to the music, I smiled, "I can understand why." I looked at the dance floor and a lot of couples were slow dancing. They looked at peace.
"Do you want to dance?" I smile at Seth, I thought he'd never ask.
Nodding my head, I started to get up from my seat. Seth took my hand his hand helped me down. We walked over to the dancing couples.
"I'm not the best of dancers." I was an awful dancer, but I just had to accept his offer. The Atmosphere was romantic, and I wanted to be a part of it.
"I'm not either but all we have to do is follow the others," Seth assured. Seth pulled me closer to him, his hands around my waist. I rest my head his shoulder and my hands around his neck just like the other women with their partners and we started to move slowly.
I could smell the cologne on his shirt and it smelled great, he smelled great. I smile in content and closed my eyes. This was the nicest feeling ever.
"Hey, It's getting a bit late. Do you want us to get out of here?" I opened my eyes to the sound of Seth's voice. I had no idea how long we have been dancing for but all I know it had been the best time I've had in a long time. The feel of his arms around my waist, my head rest on his shoulder was a great feeling.
"Okay, why don't we go to your place and listen to some more jazz music. You must have some CD's since it's your favourite." I don't why I just asked to go to his place, but I was curious, maybe it was the mojitos talking or the fact that I enjoyed his arms way too much.
Nodding his head, he responded. "I have a mountain of Jazz CDs."
Pulling away from his arms, I said. "Perfect, let's go!"
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"Wow, I'm amazed." I let my eyes travelled around his apartment. Very masculine and very clean. He had furnished wooden floors; his wall was painted in dark grey and he even had a large bookshelf.
"Thanks. Make yourself comfortable, I'm going to put on the music." He hangs his key up and walked away leaving me to browse.
I used my left foot to remove the heels from my right foot then vice versa, before I knew it, I was bare feet. I walked over to his grey leather couch and took a seat. I look over at Seth and he goes through a list of CDs. He looked mighty sexy.
"You don't have to sit and watch me, you know." He said from the corner of the room. "You can go get a drink if you want."
"No, I am waiting on you, so we can continue our dance." And start a new one.
Laughing, he said. "I'll be there in a sec, just got to.. Perfect." Smooth Jazz music starts playing around the house. I looked beside me to see a standing speaker
"You have a great sound system."
"Thanks, I like to listen to music loud." He moved away from the player and walked over to me at the couch. He reached out his hands and I gladly take it. We walked over to the empty area of the apartment and then he pulled me close in his arms. We start moving slowly to the music.
"So, does this always work?" I inquired, my head resting lightly on his shoulder and my arms around his neck.
"What do you mean?" his low breath on my neck.
"You bring a girl to a Jazz club, get's her obsessed with Jazz and slow dancing then bring her back to your place."
He laughs, "Well, just moved here so you're the only girl who has ever been in here and to answer your question no. I use Jazz as a way to calm me down and normally woman and calm are opposites."
I laughed and moved my hands from his neck, "Well, you sure got me to calm down." I let my hands travelled down to his belt buckles.
He groans, "Are you sure you want to go there?"
Moving my head away from his shoulder I looked into his eyes. "I think the Mojitos is helping me talk right now but yes, I really want to go there."
He licks his lips and smile. He looked so sexy doing that. "You going to regret it in the morning."
Pulling on the belt, I lick my lip as well. "I probably will but I know it's going to be a great regret."
"There is no such thing as a great regret."
"Stop talking and kiss me." And he did.
He slid his hands down to the hem of my black dress and start pushing it up. Before I knew it, he was tossing the dress on the floor leaving me nothing but my bras and panty.
He looked down at my body and smile, "Wow, you have a beautiful body."
I smile, looking into his green-greyish eyes. "I would like to return the compliment, but you're still fully dressed."
I used my hands that was already on his pants to pull on the belt he had on. When the belt was gone I opened his button and pulled down the slipper of his pants. I pull at his shirt loosening it from his pants.
"You do the rest, I'm too short."
