Pleased

"Jesus! Who is this man" the alarms in my head keep buzzing, he isn't even talking to me anymore but I'm feeling hot and bothered, wait a minute is this feeling people get before they sex with someone?, Because if it is, then this means trouble, the guy isn't doing anything and I m so bothered by his mere presence".

"Sir" some one utters breaking the silence we were in, we both turn around and a man in a well tailored suit is standing meters away from us, Gregory gestures for him to come forward and he does so, going straight to whisper in his ears.

"Excuse me err Denise, I have to attend to something", the way my name rolls out of his tongue, hmm good heavens, I don't think anyone has called my name better. I nod to his request since I'm too distracted to respond with my voice. As he steps away from me I can't help but watch him leave, my eyes linger on his firm back, moving down to his long legs that carry his body with grace. " Well that's a fine…. specimen" my inner self concludes. At that same moment my phone buzzes taking my attention away from Gregory, I bring of from my waist pouch and a message is in view from an unknown number, "time is ticking sweet peas" the message reads. "gods"  I exhale, this guy won't let me have a moment of peace because of his stupid money.

I step into the hall again to find out it's time for the dance, the live band is playing and the host and his wife step out to dance as per the trandition of this event, I read about it on the internet. "Let's get back to business" I whispers to myself. Going right into what brought me here and is what is going to clear my debt, I begin to take pictures of the couple as they dance to the slow song of the band, it is really a romantic scene if you ask me, but what can I say, I'm a hopeless romantic who has never been in a romantic relationship, few minutes later other couples begin to join the conveyer and his wife on the dance floor as they dance to the beautiful music playing. I site Gregory and the girl I presume to be his girlfriend, he's back and they have joined the dance floor, I can't keep my eyes of them, their movement is fluid and they look like peas in a pod, like they are made for each other, the perfect match. They slowly turned and my eyes and that Gregory's met, I immediately looked away so I wouldn't seem like a creep, I stride towards the other side of the room so I can take pictures of others. Despite my change in position my eyes still searches for them and my mind longs to see them or more specifically him, I don't know what is wrong with me, I don't usually behave like this for christ sake, I just met the man and we didn't even really have a conversation, we just spoke our bloody names and he told me to relax when I was rapping like a fool, "Jesus!" I shook my head to get out of my thoughts.

Couples begin to return to their seat till it was only Gregory and his girlfriend or whoever she was to him. They swayed on the dance floor not minding they were the only ones left but while he dance with her I noticed that his eyes where on me. It irked me not because I didn't like the fact that his grey eyes were pined on me but because people were beginning to notice and turn towards my direction, I tried to move away from his line of view but he finds a way to sway them so his eyes would be on me. "Man!" this guy isn't trying to hide the fact that he is boldly staring at me even in front of everyone, my mind squirms uncomfortably.

 My feets are hurting from all the standing and moving, plus I'm lazy but I got to work, I love what I do despite it all. The dancing couple decide to go to there seat and I am  grateful. I'm now seated to relax my feet but it is short lived because the donations have begun. As I observe them it seem less of a charitable event but a bid to who donates the highest amount, it started with hundred thousand dollars and kept moving up the ladder. All of a sudden I see Gregory start scribbling on his paper and when he is done he raises it up, my mouth is left ajar when the mc calls out the amount he wrote down, the hall is filled with roars of applauds at his donation. "Wow, he must be really wealthy to give twenty five million dollars," someone close by whispers in my ear," I'm too distracted to look at who spoke to me.

The night event finally comes to a close with a speech from the host and the guest begin to leave. I pack up my stuffs as well to leave, as I'm about to step out of the hall my phone buzzes in my pouch making me stop in my track to get it out. A credit alert is on full display on my phone. The smile on my face is clear as day, I quickly call Rosie "babe…….. I just got paid……., Let's hit the club….." I sing to her and she laughs in return. "King's club please……., I know a guy, we'll be able to get us in" she says in a pleading voice, "okay Rosie I'll meet you there in one hour time. 

I couldn't stop smiling to myself knowing that I'll finally be able to pay Patrick off and still be able to pay for mum's surgery. I reach my house fast because there isn't much traffic, my tiredness is gone because of the money I just received. I don't know about other people but money sure does make me feel happy or Is it the fact that I can now solve my problem? I don't know but whatever it is, it is a good feeling and I like it.

Getting ready was no chore at all, because within no time I'm at the club with Rosie by side. "two shots of tequila please" she says sweetly to the waiter. "Rosie I feel like I'm floating I'm so happy" I say to her loudly so she could hear me over the music. "You need to get filled down there to complete the happiness" she gestures to my private area, I scowl at her suggestion, her laugh is lively as she sees the expression on my face, "you're such a prude", she says loudly still laughing and I take a shot of the tequila, she does the same, we take two more shots and she drags me to the dance floor. Our bodies move to the rhythm of the song. I may not know a lot of things but dancing is one thing I know I can do any time any day, I sway my hips to the beats of the song like the song was made for me, my bum jiggling at ever strategic move. Beads of sweat start to form on my body but I don't care, Rosie who is directly behind moves away from me and allows the movement of my bum to be on full display to anyone who cares to watch, I turn my head back and notice that she has been carried away by some random guy. "She's definitely getting laid Tonight" I say to my self shaking my head in amusement. Her absence from me doesn't deter me in anyway as I continue to dance. Right on time the dj plays my favorite jam and  I scream lightly, my body needing no reminder on what to do as it is set in position to twerk. A random guy comes directly behind me to the point that their is no space between us, I don't like the way he is touching me so immediately the next song plays I leave the dance floor. Two more shots of tequila and my bladder is pleading for release "where is the bathroom please" I ask the bartender and he points towards the left, as move towards that area I can't tell if he means the door in front of me or the stairs beside the door, so my tipsy self decides to take the stairs. I climb up the stairs and there is a bouncer in front of a place with less people. "This isn't the bathroom" I say aloud, the bouncer scowls at me, I couldn't care less about his facial expression at this point because a tipsy girl needs to take a piss.

My eyes grows wide as he carries me from my arm. "Hey I just want to pee, put me down" I yell. "Put her down" a voice I recognize says, and my feet touches the ground again. 

"Denise", What are you doing here" the moment the words are said my body responds to his voice, the hairs on my skin stand erect and delicious tingles move down my spin, my mind becomes a bit sober. "I just wanted to pee, I thought I was going to the bathroom I didn't know I was coming here", I rush out like how I did at the party, to this he chuckles and there is a buzz in my body.

"Come with me".