Chapter 34 - Dinner

Michael POV

“I think we should go dancing”, - Mel says, drinking from her wine glass.

We are keeping it classy this time and actually using glasses instead of drinking from the bottles.

“I don’t dance”, - I let out in a whisper bringing my glass to my mouth, pouring the scotch into my mouth and drinking it.

“You do; you just don’t do it well”, - Gabe says, standing up and losing his balance.

Mel laughs, watching Gabe almost fall, and I can’t help but laugh with her. Her laughter has this warm feeling in me.

“Fuck, how much did we have to drink?” - Gabe asks, and Mel laughs, looking at the empty bottles all over the dinner table.

“DANCING IT IS”, - She says, standing up and pulling me with her. I allow myself to get on my feet, but the room starts to spin. We get out through the back door, and