10 my lonely corner

[Helena]

Since I won't be getting any tonight, I grumpily turn around to see the drink Dante left me. I pick up the iced tea and down almost all of it.

Dante notices that it is almost done and gets going to make a new one.

I feel a presence beside me and to my surprise, it is the hot guy in a suit from earlier. His piercing grey eyes drill into mine and I smile at how seductive they look.

I begin sizing him up to see if I can target him.

He is sitting up in a confident manner that doesn't seem too cocky and his ruffled, dark hair gives him a boyish look. The rippling muscles that prove to be taut against the pearl white shirt tell me he is all man, however.

I might just get laid tonight

"Hello, stranger, what brings you to my lonely corner in a club full of naked women?" I was just teasing him but it was a good question. Despite his staring earlier, guys tend to move on after three seconds so when he left, I thought my lay for the night was gone.

Now that he was here, I got a little excited seeing him again.

He smiles a charming smile at what I said and then leaned in subtly.

"I am not interested in those naked women." I almost laugh at how corny he is but hold myself back. instead, I put my head down in time for my second long island to be put in front of me.

"Thanks, Dante." I take the straw in my first drink and transfer it to the second and Dante, the faithful bartender, takes the cup away.

I can see the handsome stranger observe the encounter closely and his next remarks confirm it.

"Do they treat all the beautiful girls this nice here?" Well isn't he smooth?

"I don't know, you tell me." That seems to pique his interest and I didn't expect him to take me seriously.

"I think you're the only girl that gets treated this well. The bartender doesn't refill everyone's drink or give them golden straws to use. Even the other dancers relaxing here don't get this treatment." Just when I thought he was done he continued. "It might be because you are the black rose too."

So he recognized me.

"I guess my reputation precedes me. tell me, how was the show? " I say this in a gloating tone that makes him laugh.

"I would give it a nine out of ten. the last star is reserved so you don't get too carried away." this time, I laugh out loud holding nothing back. when I stop he is staring at me with a look on his face that made my heart almost stop.

Okay, what the fuck?

I clear my throat a bit then look at him with mirth still in my eyes.

"My name's Jackson, but my close friends call me Jaxx." I didn't care for his name so I didn't commit it to memory.

"Can I be considered your close friend?" I bring out the flirtatious side of me, going in for the kill.

"Depends." his grey eyes become half-lidded, desire written on his face. me being one nasty bitch was loving every second of it. at this time, we were close enough to have our breaths mingled and i had to stop myself from biting his bottom lip.

When he flicks his tongue out to run across his bottom lip, I don't hold back but instead, go in to kiss him.

And now, I wish I didn't.