Will you come back to my hotel with me Bette?

What you want me to drive you, now?

God she could be so dense at times. I kissed her to show her what I meant, hoping she would take the hint.

Will you come?

T . . .I

I didnt let her finish. I could tell by the look in her eyes she wasnt interested. Im gonna dance, I said coldly, and I got up and walked in to the crowd leaving her sat at the table alone.

Joss Knight, resurfaced, I never did care much for Tina Kennard anyway, she was too soft, too much of a walk over, so a buried her again just like I had done for the past five years. I had just been kidding myself, thinking I could recapture my old life and my old love, I wasnt that person anymore and neither was Bette. It was time to stop dwelling on the past once and for all and start living in the now. So thats what I did.

You wanna dance? There was no way she was gonna refuse me, I knew and she knew it too, ***** I was ***** famous, I was the poster child for fame and fortune, shed remember this dance for the rest of her life, it would be her fifteen minutes of fame.

I grabbed her round the waist and pulled her close to me, so close you couldnt even split an atom. She was cute and through the alcoholic haze she was getting cuter by the minute. Everything else just faded in to oblivion, It, was just me, and her. I ran my fingers up through the back of her hair and clasped hold of it pulling her face inches from mine, I could taste her breath, on me and at, that very moment it was the sweetest thing in the world. Our eyes were locked and we swayed in rhythm to the music, nothing else mattered. My hand left her waist and began to wander up and down the bare expanse of her back. I turned my head slightly to one side and slowly ran my tongue along the curve of her neck, leaving a wet trail, which I softly blew against. She trembled as a bit down and nibbled on her ear, and moved my hand to stroke in between her thigh. I couldnt stop myself from letting out a smug laugh. She was putty in my arms. I could have fucked her there and then, I dont think she would have cared. She wanted me. But I didnt want her.