Wheee!

Every movement she made was slightly suspicious, the space between them shorten every few second as she moved closer to him. Andrian watched carefully as he sat there as she moved closer and closer to him without a care. He couldn't... well didn't do anything but to sit there like a fool at a lap dance. Again. "Stop that!" he'd thought to himself. "I love Bell and I will damn well love her. But then," he paused to think for a moment. "One dance couldn't hurt," he decided and smiled. Andrian blinked when she battered her smoky eyelids getting even closer to him and soon there will be no space at all. "It would be my pleasure," he smiled.

The hesitance was there at the forefront and Jen could see it. The boy was smart, she gave him that but he was fairly undecided in what he planned on doing. She wasn’t about to change her mind on what she was going to do. She knew what she wanted but she was slowly starting to think that perhaps the cause was something that she shouldn’t bother fighting for. Jen moved one of her long legs out from under the booth table and rose up out of her seat, her dress move itself and settled over her curves once more. It was an interesting number, charmed to fit every curve she possessed and she loved the flowing material that spilled over her body like water. There was a cut up one side of the dress, purposely put there to bring a little more attention to her legs. She ran her hands over the silver material and turned on her heel. She looked over her shoulder at Andrian and smiled seductively before walking off towards the dance floor, urging him silently to follow her. Perhaps the gentle sway of her hips would entice him enough. Well, one could hope.

Andrian pushed himself of of his seat to stand up, but paused for a few second as he saw her watery material-like, blue dress that had settled it self over her curves. A wide grin broke onto his face, his heart skipped a beat as he watch her look over her shoulders, smiling seductively at him. He let her walk in front of him for a short moment as she swayed her hips gently as she walked off towards the dance floor. His heart skipped a beat as he saw this. She was too good to be true, a woman with that kind of body could attract many boys who was willing to fall into her trap. But his heart belonged to Bell, always have been and always will. It was one dance, he was positively sure that it wouldn't go anywhere further then that. Maybe a little talk and compliment here and there but he wasn't going to do anything romantic. Although he wasn't sure about that.

Both of them haven't seen each other for a month, because he had been busy with his work and Bell had randomly disappeared. It happens every month. A deep breath escaped his lips as he made his very first step towards the dance floor and continued follow Jenifer to the dance floor.

Jen was interested to see what the DJ would put on next. He was going with a very ‘Dirty Dancing’ theme and she couldn’t actually wait to sit down and watch the film with her brother again. There was definitely something wrong with Rob because he had a really bizarre interest in dancing. He always did and Jen really doubted that Khaat could pull off some of the moves that many of the extras did. She stepped onto the flashing pattern lights that were underneath the glass of the dance floor and stopped in front of a couple that were still moving to the music of the Contours. The music drifted out and the dancers stopped for a moment and that particular couple grinned at Jen. She embraced them and they appraised her for a few moments. They complimented the choice of music and Jen soaked it up, telling them that it was truly her hired help that brought it all together in the way he had. The two walked off and Jen smirked to herself as some more music began to play. This time it was by Soloman Burke and a particular favourite of Jen’s. It seemed as if the DJ knew that ‘Cry to me’ would be a good idea. It was a brilliant song in her opinion.

She turned to Andrian and smiled once more in the same seductive way she did previously. She ran her hand up his arm and draped her arm around his neck and over his shoulders. She wasn’t sure how far she could push her luck but she got as close as humanly possible but still leaving some distance between them. She doubted she’d be able to pry some of the people away from each other by the end of the evening. If all else failed she’d have to get some of the bouncers to do the job for her if she was otherwise.... unavailable. She began to gently move her hips to the music. It wasn’t one of the faster more upbeat ones but they’d come in a moment. None of the songs were particularly long. The scenes in the movie weren’t either. “Does my little establishment suit your needs Mr. Potter?” she asked with a smirk as she began to walk backwards, leading him into the middle of the floor, into the thick of the crowds where the more... adventurous dancers entertained themselves. It was probably as close to sex as two humans could possibly get. She wasn’t even sure how her club could get as raunchy as it was, as fast as it did. Rob had yet to attend so she had no excuse.


(OOC: Bah, sorry Andy. In my word document they were massive paragraphs but not as huge as they are on here. You don't have to read all of it, just the second paragraph really. That's still a lot to ask really. Bah. I'm sorry. I don't know. Let me know if I can actually bombard you with horribly massive paragraphs like this. hehe)