Fall From Grace(96)

There seemed to be a good size crowd in the resort bar, despite the blizzard raging outside.  People were dancing to someone horribly singing karaoke, the bar was lined with people ordering drinks, and every table was full with laughing noisy patrons.

The inside of the bar had the same sort of ambience as Tucker’s house and any other time, I would have probably stopped to appreciate the atmosphere, but Blake was waiting for me at a crowded table.  His beautiful blue eyes locked onto mine and didn’t let go; a sweet smile beamed across his face.

Shane sat across from him and watched our exchange.  We walked up to the table and Blake’s smile beamed brighter.  Shane tipped his head back, draining the last of his beer and then he slammed the bottle on the table.  Everyone at the table stopped their conversations at the jolting noise it made.  He stood up and grabbed some girl’s hand that had been sitting at the table with them. His eyes watched mine as he led her to the dance floor.  The girl looked back at her friends as if she’d just won the lottery.

I watched them walk away and practically have sex with each other on the dance floor.  I squeezed my eyes shut and turned away. It hurt like hell, but I needed to remember that was the exact reason Shane was not a good choice for Grace, if Blake wasn’t who I wanted him to be.

Blake stood up and smoothly slid next to me.  He held out a shot glass for me and I grabbed it, gulping the golden liquid down.  He tilted his head towards Shane and his friend on the dance floor, “I bet we could put them to shame,” he smiled wickedly.  Leading me to the dance floor, we grabbed onto each other like there was no one else around, like there was a thousand years since we’d seen each other last.

Everyone at the table swarmed us on the dance floor.  Immediately, the temperature rose and sweat glistened on our bodies. Blake held me close and I danced with my arms wrapped around his neck.  I closed my eyes and melted into his body, we danced close and hot until the music turned slow.  Someone started singing Karaoke to Adele’s Someone Like You, and Blake roughly grabbed my chin and pulled my lips up to his.  His tongue attacked my mouth like a hungry animal, and then he spun me around to face the crowd.

I whirled in his arms to stand face to face with Shane.  He looked like a stone statue, frozen in the middle of a crowd of slow dancing bodies, eyes wide; staring right through me.  His lips parted as if he meant to say something, but thought better of it.  The girl he was with had stopped dancing along with him and just waited beside him for his next move, as he stood waiting for mine.

Blake pulled me closer against him and kissed my neck, pulling my hair back, trailing a thick wet tongue along my skin.

Shane swallowed hard, intently focused on every spot of my skin that Blake touched.

Blake slid his hands around to the front of my shirt. He lifted the fabric, placing his hands on the bare skin of my stomach and dug into my skin roughly.

Shane’s eyes dropped to watch Blake’s hands and back up to my eyes.  His lips pressed tightly together and shaking his head, he held his hands up to wave me off.  He turned around and melted into the slow dancing shadows of the crowd.

When the music ended Lea, Conner and Ethan lugged me up to the microphone.  My mind reeled.  Blake stood in front of the stage cheering me on with them. Shane’s beautiful back was walking to the door with the girl he had danced with in tow.

Lea talked to the Karaoke DJ and the pop beat to Katy Perry’s The One That Got Away thumped through the speakers.  How appropriate.

The first word I sang caused the entire crowd to stop and stare, and the rest of the words had them looking at me dumbstruck.  When I got to the chorus, Shane stopped at the entrance to the bar and clenched his fists and raked them through his hair.  I sang the song right to him. The crowd screamed over my voice and when the song ended, they chanted for me to sing more, but Blake walked up on the stage and carried me off.