Episode 221: Life's A Dance

His lips tugged at her poppy red mouth. Her hips undulated in time to the strobe lights and her feet kept the beat of the Emma Bunton tune blasting on the sound system. She returned his kiss, her fingers crawling under the lapels of his navy blue shirt. "And here I thought you loved me for my mind."

Sebastian stepped away from her, bumping into the annoyed couple behind him. He stood there, stock still in the middle of the dance floor, the proverbial deer caught in the headlights.

The next song started, The White Stripes, and Kylie crossed her arms over her gold spangled tube top.

"I need a drink," Sebastian announced grabbing Kylie’s forearm and pulling her into the plush red VIP lounge. They sat at the bar. He ordered a whiskey, she, a martini.

"I have a story idea- ‘Boys Who Scare too Easily,’" she joked watching him down his drink and order another. "Don’t have a heart attack, I used the L-word in jest out there, huh, now look over there, that’s a feature story he’s white hot, and nobody really knows about him,"

Sebastian swiveled, his eyes landing on Xavier Rafi in a corner sofa with plenty of company none of whom were Ava, "I know him, let’s go say hello,"

"Great, it’s the watchdog," Xavier sighed, clinking the ice in his glass, it could have been cola, hard to tell and Bas didn’t really feel like the guy deserved the benefit of the doubt.

"I don’t care what you do. Though I bet Ava does."

"The mysterious Ava again," Kylie sneered, hands on her slender hips, "well now Mr. Rock Star, I’m more interested than ever in getting an exclusive on you, that’ll be two enigmas for the price of one."

Episode 222: November Rain