* Jana *
I enjoyed the dance, and the champagne accompanied by it plus the presence of a colleague from work. Patrick, has been a perfect gentleman that I thought I would enjoy his company but not until after a few glasses of his whiskey.
"Uhm Jana, so the night is getting late. Can we go somewhere? I mean it's fun here but it will be more fun if it's just me and you."
My eyes widened from the way he made his invitation too vulgar and too obvious. I pulled away from his hold and look around us. Everyone seems to be busy with each other's partners on the dance floor and our VIP guests have already left.
Some lovers dancing on the floor started to feel at home.
I laughed softly, polite, and practiced. The kind of laugh women like me are forced to master, sharp enough to reject without
