THE HOTTIE NEXT DOOR
(Extremely Hot )
The Hottie Next Episode 25
GENRE: Romance, Drama, Suspense
©️Authoreres TiFe
KEL
We stopped at a bar down the street and I ordered for some Whiskey for us. The poured it inside smalls cups and passed it to us at the table.
“Don’t you think we should drink this at home?” Sandra asked and I shook my head.
“Drinking it out here is fun. Trust me.” I said and she nodded raising up the small cup.
“Cheers.” She said and I smiled hitting my cup with hers.
“Cheers.” I replied and she poured all the whiskey into her mouth at the same time, shutting her eyes tight as she gulped it down.
“Woah.” I said and she laughed.
“Do yours.” She said and I did exactly the same thing she did and she clapped.
“More.” She said placing the cup on the table. And they got it refilled again.
“I need to say somethings before I get totally drunk.” She said and I nodded staring at her.
“And that is?” I asked.
“Rose. You should go apologize to her. You need her in the school now. And I know you miss her too.” She said pouring all the second shot in my her mouth again.
“She won’t want me anywhere close to her again.” I said taking my second shot too.
“C’mon Kel. You should try talking to her. I am sure she can’t just hate you that way.” She said putting the cup on the table asking for another refill.
“I can’t be so sure. I guess I will go to her, since you have asked me to. This period, I really need someone back at school and she best knows how to handle it.” I said and she nodded smiling.
“Good.” She replied taking the third shot, and I knew she was at the edge of getting drunk as she dropped the cup on the table.
“That’s enough Sandra.” I said holding her hand but she hit my hand away waving her hand in front of my face.
“Don’t stop me. I told you I want to get drunk. I am still in my right senses.” She said and I laughed.
“So you really want to get drunk hun?” I asked taking another refill.
“I do. But you don’t get drunk. Two drunk people can’t go home. We will die.” She said and I smiled gulping all of mine down.
“I still keep imagine how you haven’t fallen off this chair.” I said looking at her.
“What?” She asked and I saw her eyes were beginning to close. And my last statement, it was beginning to happen.
She was moving off the chair and I quickly held her back Smiling. She laughed and then got off the chair, with my support of course.
“What are you doing?” I asked her.
“We should dance.” She said and I made sure I never let her go. If I did, she would crash to the ground.
“Sandra they are playing no music.” I said pulling her to me.
“Then ask them too. Hey!! Play us some music!!” She yelled and by this time all eyes were on us.
It was quite a very funny scene. Who won’t want to watch.
“Is no one hearing me? I need to dance with my man here so play us some music.” She said and I laughed.
“Sandra, all eyes are on us.” I whispered into her eyes as she staggered in my arms.
“That’s because they want to dance too! We all want to dance right? This place is so boring.” She said and the people began to talk.
I think they were in support too and wanted music. The music was turned on and Sandra forced herself out of my hand.
She staggered forward and faced me with great confidence and zeal. I furrowed my brows as she began to move to the hiphop music.
“Wow.” I said looking at how she carried her every step, our her waist moved just inline with the song. It was amazing, I never knew she was a good dancer.
She never mentioned it. Maybe she wasn’t given the chance to do this after Christian died.
“Kel come on.” She said walking to me and pulling me to her. She turned her back against me and began to move her body against mine.
“This is risky.” I mumbled knowing if she continued,I was going to have an hard on.
“Dance Kel.” She said pulling and pushing my hand and I began to move my body a little.
I looked around and I saw some were dancing, while some bastards had their gazes on Sandra.
They shouldn’t even try f**king with me. She is mine, my woman.
I moved closer to her as she began to twerk to the music, moving her hips back and forth, with her hair scattered all over her head. Try imagining that.
I held her by the waist and began to move my hips as she did hers. Some cheers came from the people that watched us, and some were pushed to dance too.
We continued dancing and dancing and then my brain reminded me it was time to go home.
“Sandra, it’s time to go.” I said very loud into her ears.
“Why? We are just beginning!!” She yelled moving her head back and forth. I sighed knowing she wouldn’t listen.
I bent down and swept her off her feet, carrying her in a bridal style and heading out of the bar.
TBC…..
