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the dance.
    “Do you think Adam will be bringing anyone here?”
    “Harper is out of the picture, so who’s he going to bring? I think he’ll come stag.”
    “Are you ready to go in?”
    “Never more!” she said energetically.
     
    The cafeteria was dark with the only light being a strobe light in the centre of the ceiling. White strings of cotton-like moss off willows was hanging everywhere. Skeletons with blood and amputated body parts were scattered all over with the exception of on the dance floor. Against three walls were little round tables that sat two with fake candles on them. There was also a loser wall that had a row of chairs for dateless people who wanted to be asked to dance. That was where I would probably be spending the majority of my time. ‘Thriller,’ by Michael Jackson was playing when we walked in. Everything was already in full swing.
    “Tara yelled into my ear,“Loser wall?”
    “No, let’s get a table!”
    She grabbed my wrist so we wouldn't get separated and started leading me to the opposite side of the cafeteria,”Here?”
    “Sure,” We took the last vacant table. “Do you see Carter?”
    “No, you?”
    “No.”
    “Do you see Adam?”
    “No, you?”
    “No,” That’s when Jax spotted us. Carter was dressed like the guys on Sons of Anarchy. I kicked Tara under the table, “Look at Jax, he’s headed in our direction!” Tara’s eyes lit up. Her wishes were coming true! We watched him strolling in our direction, expecting him to stop in front of her, but he didn’t. He stopped in front of me. His hand was stretched out, he was inviting me to dance. I was floored by his gesture. I looked at Tara who coolly gave me a nod of encouragement.
    Eric Clapton came on and suddenly I was finding myself pressed right up against tall lanky Carter with his arm wrapped tightly around my waist. He whispered in my ear, “You look beautiful tonight.” A chill went down my spine as his breath tickled the sensitive part of my ear.
    “Thank you,” I said politely.
    His hand started gliding down my back. I didn’t like where this was going considering Tara was all into him. “Are you forgetting Sierra?” I reminded him. He shouldn’t have needed reminding. He replaced his hand back in its original spot, “I just can’t get over how beautiful you look,” he explained.
    I closed my eyes, wanting to feel the music when I heard Adam’s voice, “Do you want to fuck off now? With friends like you,” he complained. Carter stopped dancing with me immediately and backed away. The animosity between the two was palpable.
    Standing before me was Juice from ‘Son’s of Anarchy,’ shaved head and all. He was wearing his leather jacket and faded blue jeans that sat low on his waist. He looked intimidating even to me. He had fake tatt’s on his freshly shaved scalp.
    I was about to walk away but he grabbed my wrist authoritatively and said, “Dance with me.”
    “Let go of my wrist,” I demanded, trying to free myself from his grasp.
    He held me tighter,“Not until you listen to what I have to say.” I tried yanking myself free one last time to no avail. His grip around my wrist only tightened.
    “Once dance,” he insisted.
    I surrendered to him knowing I wasn’t going to get away. At least, Carter was freed up to dance with Tara now. He took me into his arms and any resolve I mustered to stay away from him disappeared into thin air.
    His voice was deeper and more gravelly than before, “I’m sorry for the other day,” he apologized. His warm breath sent another shiver down my spine. I never knew my ears were so sensitive.
    “Are you okay?” he asked.
    “It’s your breath on my ear, it gives me the shivers,” I admitted.
    “Oh, it does, does it?” he whispered again. This time he took the tip of my earlobe into his mouth and began caressing it with his velvety tongue. He looked rebellious and sexy, and it was so hot, I let out a gasp. He continued licking my earlobe and nipping