Chapter Six A Night to Remember
“Come dance with me Bella,” Samson asked out of the blue. There he was, standing boldly in front of her. She excused myself, took his hand, and followed him out to the middle of the dance floor where Samson acted badly. He danced like a hip-hop star making a porn video fully dressed. Bella felt as if she had to find a way to talk to him, alone. But before she could figure it all out he took her by the hand and led her out of the club.
“Where did you park?” asked Samson the moment his foot hit the pavement.
“I didn’t drive,” Bella replied with calm curiosity.
“Well I did. Come on.”
“That limo is mine,” she said as they approached.
“Is it open?”
“Yes.”
“Get in,” he demanded.
“Okay,” she agreed. The driver opened the door. Samson lost most of his reaso
