This is for the Valentines 2019 contest, "please vote on this story?"
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My friends begged me for weeks to go out with them, but I have used up all my excuses why I can't go out with them. It has been over six months since I have broken up with my ex and they think it's time for me to get back in the dating scene. I'm not ready, but I don't want to spend Valentines Day home and alone either, so I cave in and agree to go out with them.
The night started out with everyone meeting up at my apartment to get ready. They all thought I would back out at the last minute and stay home. After everyone's hair and makeup were done, we all got dressed, then head out for a nice dinner together. Dinner was all she planned on doing, but the girls had other ideas on how the night was to end.
Somehow, she allowed them to talk her into going to the Safari Club for some dancing. Even though she knew it was against her better judgment, but she went anyway. Besides, she was not driving tonight, so she had no choice, but to ride along. "Maybe she should have driven?" Then she could have left when she was ready to go, then went home to sulk alone. Guess lessened learned for next time, "drive your self."
The Safari Club was packed tonight. There was a line of people waiting to get into the club. When we got to the entrance, the bouncers unhooked the rope and let us right in. There were some "unhappy people" having to wait in line to get in, but we didn't care. We kept on walking thanking the bouncers as we walked on. We were just out for some good ole fun, drinking, and dancing. We all just needed to "let loose" for the night.
As soon as we walked in, she felt like someone was watching me, but saw no one staring at me. We got our drinks and found a table. Luckily they saw an empty table right at the edge of the dance floor, that way we could leave our drinks and purses at the table and still dance not having to hold everything.
One of her friends leaned over and said: "there is a gorgeous guy at the end of the bar watching you." Before turning around to look, she asked her to describe him, so she knew who she was looking for. Who she described, didn't do him justice after I turned around to see him.
He's "hot," she said. Probably standing over six feet tall, long dirty blond hair tied back in a ponytail hanging past his shoulders, black pants with a vibrant blue long sleeve shirt. "Hot," she said while waving her hands as to cool herself off.
When she turned around, she was shocked. He wasn't just "hot," he was downright "gorgeous." He looked like he could have been a model. After dragging her eyes up and down his body, she looked back up to his face to find him watching her checking him. He smiled, held up his glass and took a drink.
One of her friends asked: "do you know who he is?"
"No, I don't know who he is," she said, but if I did, I don't think I would forget someone who looked that good. "He's downright gorgeous," she said. I wouldn't mind "knowing who is," she thought. She had never had a one-night stand, but for someone who looked like he did, she "might change her mind" she said. They all turned back around and laughed.
When she turned back around, there stood a waitress at our table. She was standing there with new bottles of Bud light and opened them in front of us. With a big grin on her face, she said: "Compliments from the man at the end of the bar." Then she leaned down and said: "the gentleman would like to have the next slow dance with you if that is ok?"
She figured "why not do something out of the ordinary?" and said "yes." She turned around, held up her beer to him before taking a drink.
After another couple of drinks, "Lose It by Kane Brown" came on. This was one of her favorite songs. She had enough of a break, then went back to dancing with her friends. While dancing, she faced where he was at the end of the bar so she could see him. Not that she would ever go up to him, but god was he "nice to look at."
A few more fast songs came on, so they stayed on the dance floor. Then a slow song came on playing "Alone with you by Jake Owen." They headed back to their table when she saw the gorgeous stranger fast approaching. All she could say was "oh my god, here he comes."
Before she knew it, he was on the dance floor in front of her. He held his hand out and asked: "if he could have this dance?" She slowly took his hand as he pulled her close. It was like little shots of electricity was shooting through her body when he touched her. Still not believing this was happening. She had no choice, but to hold his hand and put her other hand on his shoulder. He kept her close, but not too close. Close enough though that she could smell his cologne. They danced in silence, but a "comfortable silence." His touch was like nothing she had ever felt before.
The next song played was another slow song, "Heaven by Kane Brown." He leaned down and whispered in her ear "my name is Jake, what's your name?" All she could say was "Kylie." Then he pulled me a little closer.
When the song ended, she went to step back, but he still held her close. She figured the music would pick back up, but no, to her surprise, it was another slow song "Something Going On by Trace Adkins" played. This time, he pulled her even closer to him while looking down at her. He never took his eyes off her while they danced. This time though, he had a little more sway to him as they moved together on the dance floor. She could hear him singing along as he looked down at her. Little did he know she liked this song, and it was like he was singing directly to her.
Before she knew what was happening, he leaned down and softly kissed her lips. He was gonefeom her lips just as fast as the kissed. She was shocked, but what was even more shocking was that she "wanted him to kiss her again." She had never kissed a stranger before. She had only ever kissed one guy and that was her ex. This felt so wrong, but felt so right at the same time.
When the song was over, he asked if she "would have a drink with him?" "Ok" was all she could say before he put his hand on the arch of her back as they walked thru the club to a table in the far corner.
Her friends would not let her live this down. This was something that never ever happened to her. She doesn't understand why "he picked her out of all the pretty girls in here tonight?" She thiught if herself as just your average looking Jane standing five in half feet tall, size nine. Not small, but not big either. Her mom always called it big-boned. But "why her?" She thought.
Jake asked, "do you come here a lot?" I don't recall ever seen you before and "I am sure I would remembered you that is for sure," he said.
I used to come here all the time, but I haven't been here in here for a long time she said.
I suppose that is why I haven't seen you before he said. I'm new here. Maybe five months now he said.
As the waitress brought over another Bud Light for her and a Jack and Coke for him, the conversation seemed to flow after her nervousness wore off. They continued talking until she realized the waitress had brought a few more drinks. She knew she should slow down and drink water, but she didn't. Kylie was enjoying herself. When she started feeling her buzz starting, she needed to be careful she thought.
When she looked up at him, she hadn't known when it happened, but he had moved closer to her, and his arm draped across the back of her chair now. She couldn't believe how comfortable she felt with him, "it must be her buzz?" She thought.
"Ain't Just the Whiskey Talking by Trace Adkins" played. She was swaying to the music in her chair when he stood, held out his hand out and asked: "lets dance?" Once again, she took his hand as he helped her up. He placed his hand in the arch of her back and escorted her back to the dance floor. This time her friends were dancing, and they joined them as they danced, but he was right there dancing with her. Never leaving her side.
She was lost to the music, swaying against him. She had never danced that way with a guy before. Not even with her ex, did she dance that way. She didn't know what was going on with her tonight, she marked it up to the buzz she had, and she was feeling good too. She had never had a one-night stand before, but she thought if this man asked her to leave with him, "she would."
After the song was over, her friends said they were ready to leave. When she turned around to say goodnight to Jake, he asked: "don't go?" "Stay a little longer?" he asked. When you are ready to leave, I will get you a car.
She thought "what the hell, you only live once" and before she knew it, she was saying good-bye to her friends. She hugged her friend's goodbye, thanked them for making her come out tonight, and told them she would text them all tomorrow. As they were walking away laughing, they all turned around and said: "don't do anything we wouldn't do."
She shook her head as they walked away. She didn't know what she was doing or how her night would end, but she would see where it went. She wanted her night to end with her asking her going home with him. Why she didn't know, because she had never had a one-night stand's, but there was something about Jake. It must be the confidence he had that was drawing him to her and lord knows his looks don't hurt either she thought.
He escorted her back to the table in the far corner. As soon as they sat down, the waitress brought new drinks for them. Before she left, she asked: "can you please bring me a glass of water?" She was right on them with new drinks as soon as they were low. Probably looking for a good tip or wanting another look at him. He was gorgeous, "who wouldn't want to look at him?"
After she finished her beer, she knew she was reaching her limit. She thanked him for the dances and drinks, but told him she thought it was time for her to leave. She pulled out her phone out to order a Uber, but he said he would take care of her ride home. He said he had a driver and he would take her home.
She thought for a minute and figured what the hell, "live a little" and said "OK." Hopefully, he will take her home and "fuck her brains out" she tthought. She was so ready.
Once again, he stood and held his hand out to help her stand and once again, his hand was on the arch of her back as he escorted her through the crowded club and right out the front door. Once outside he pulled his phone out and called his driver saying "I'm ready." After he put his phone back in his pocket, he asked: "are you hungry?" "I'm hungry, and I'm not ready for you to disappear yet," he said.
She threw caution the wind and said "yes" I should probably eat something she said. I have had a little too much to drink, I dont normally drink this much she said.
