Mr. Eduardo- My Obsession

CHAPTER 4

Destinee had a fast car, and you would think since she was a little girl she would obey the speed limit and not go overboard.

No, she liked to go really fast and tonight was not any different. We had gone home and gotten ready for our night out in record time.

“Dee! Slow down!” I screamed for the umpteenth time since I met her.

She laughed out loud in response, her hair whipping in the wind like a banshee. She was definitely crazy.

Destinee had worn a jean gown that hugged her sexy figure and knee-high boots, of course.

Her whole outfit had been missing something, so she stole my leather jacket that just seemed to go with it.

I didn't mind at all because everything I had on was hers. I was putting on a red gown with spaghetti hands that hugged my curves and displayed my flat stomach.

My legs were on display tonight. Destinee once said my legs were a killer machine, so I should always have them armed and ready.

“Ooooweee” she whistled, when I walked into the room after changing.

“Sometimes, I feel like you're training me to be a hooker” I sighed, exasperated.

She only laughed and threw me a pair of matching heels which I accepted gratefully.

“If you were a hooker, you would be the sexiest, most untouchable one there was on earth” she said gesturing around like a crazy person.

I laughed at the memory and now we were almost at the club of our choice.

It was fancy, from what I had noticed, and it was new.

“So, how exactly did you find this place?” I asked skeptically.

“I told you, I heard from a friend of a friend of a friend who also has a friend that she heard about it from working here” she finished off her speech with a nod.

I stared at her with open curiosity. I could never understand what really went on in that head of hers.

“Well, let's hope this isn't a ruse to get hot girls gathered and sold off for human trafficking” I joked offhandedly.

She gasped, turning to me offended, with a hand on her chest.

“How could you say that? Don't you trust me anymore?”As she spoke I thought I saw tears in her eyes.

Alarmed, I shook my head vigorously. I was only playing.

“No, no, no, I was only joking. It was a joke” I said, my voice shaking.

She suddenly laughed, taking me off guard. That's when I realized she was playing with my emotions.

Exasperated, I rolled my eyes and walked away from her.

“You should have seen your face,” she said, still laughing.

I pouted all the way to the entrance where a line of people were already waiting to enter inside the club.

“I'm definitely going to get back at you for that. Trust” I said scowling playfully.

She laughed and put a hand on my shoulder leading me away from the line.

“Hey, aren't we supposed to get in the line?” I was confused.

She scoffed, “I don't wait in lines. Come one” she said.

I followed quietly thinking we were going to get embarrassed when she reached the bouncer.

But I was amazed when we got there he saluted her, and she saluted right back and we walked past him.

I gaped at the scene in awe, “how the hell did you do that?” I exclaimed.

She grinned widely, “I have my ways”.

I shook my head at how crazy she was, she truly had her ways.

I was so focused on the scene that just happened that I failed to notice the beauty of the club we had just entered.

When I finally looked up, I was entranced.

“Whoa” I said, my voice barely a whisper.

“I know right? It's incredible” she said from beside me.

It was more than incredible, I had never seen anything like it. The lights and the way it bounced on the walls were insane.

I was so focused on the art and lights that I didn't notice a particular set of eyes on me.

Wordlessly, I walked to the bar with Destinee arm in arm. She signaled to the bartender, so we could order some drinks and get this party started.

All of a sudden, I felt the hair on the nape of my neck stand erect. It was the unmistakable feeling of someone watching me.

I turned around in search of the source when I came face to face with a pair of amber colored eyes.

I furrowed my brows in confusion. Why was he staring at me like he knew me? I decided to ignore him, he was probably one of our customers at Nile's.

I turned back to see Destinee had ordered our drinks and they arrived just in time.

“Cheers to a good night” she said, lifting her glass to me with a smile.

I laughed, lifting mine and clinking it with hers. “Cheers!”

Now the DJ was playing my jam and I had alcohol flowing in my system.

“Let's go dance!” I said, and she squealed in response, letting me drag her to the dance floor.

We danced and laughed together for a few minutes before she decided to let a guy that was coming close to her, dance with her.

So, I was alone, shaking my hips and moving to the beat of the song when I felt a pair of hands on my body.

Normally, I would scream and tell the person off but this set of hands felt very comfortable and he wasn't wandering. He just held my hips and moved with me.

So, I turned around and gasped when I came face to face with the same amber eyes I had locked with earlier.

“Hello, love”