First Meeting.

Alana's POV.

  The club was packed, I was surprised to see other rich famous people here, I never knew clubbing was a thing.

  

  My eyes scanned the room, spotting a lot of familiar faces and faces I've been seeing only on television.

  

  The noise  level was deafening, and I felt dizzy from being overwhelmed by it all. I made my way through the crowd and looked around for Cara.

  

  "You're here." Cara  appeared right next to me.

   

  She held two drinks in her hands,  "Hey Alana, I got you a drink." she winked.

  

  I collected the drink, "so this is how a club is." I looked around at the people dancing. I could tell that they were having a great time.

  

  Cara laughed, "We should dance too!" She grabbed my wrist and dragged me onto the dance floor. The music started playing, the beat fast paced and pulsing.

  

  We danced with ease,  our movements fluid and in sync, we didn't need to look at each other to know what the other was doing.

  

  I yelped when I bumped into a hard chest, I turned to look up at who it was. My cheeks turned a deep red as I looked up at him.

  

  "Sorry." I managed to mumble an apology.

  

  He grinned. A mischievous glint shone through his grey eyes. "Sorry about that," he said.

  

  His hair, dark brown curls fell down over one eye. He had a very attractive face, it's almost unfair how good looking he is.

  

  "I'm Xavier." he  extended his hand.

  

  It took me another minute to register that he wanted to shake my hand, "Alana." I shook his hand and smiled shyly back. I couldn't believe I just met him, and he already makes me feel flustered.

  

  Cara's sudden throat clearing made me realize that we weren't alone anymore, and she was staring at us with wide eyes. I blushed and looked away from him as he looked down at Cara.

  

  She dragged me away from him, "excuse me for a minute."

  

  "Wow, you've met someone so good looking." Cara  grinned, I was still flushed from the encounter.

  

  "He seemed nice," I mumbled.

  

  She scoffed, "And hot you mean, you need to get laid tonight, you can't let your husband be the one who will get to sleep with you first."

  she wiggled her eyebrows.

  

  I slapped her arm playfully, "shut up Cara." I rolled my eyes at her. "I like him, but is that how one night stands work?"

  

  "Yes, duh, I've had many and in this club, I don't even meet them anymore, just have fun for tonight." She smirked. 

  

  "Fine, I'm nervous though." I admitted.

  

  "Well relax then, go have fun." she nudged me back to the dance floor where Xavier was waiting.

  

  I bit my lips nervously, unsure what to do as I stared at him.

  

  Xavier must have sensed my hesitance, because he grabbed my hand and pulled me onto the dance floor.

  

  Cara cheered and waved us off, "Good luck babe!"

  

  Xavier spun me around, making me laugh. I felt myself getting more comfortable as we began to move together.

  

  The music swirled around us, and we moved together perfectly as if we were dancing in perfect unison. It was like we were a part of each other.

  

  His eyes twinkled with delight. We swayed side to side to the sound of the bass thumping against my skin. His arm circled my waist, pulling me closer to him.

  

  My heart beat faster, my body felt warm as his breath tickled my neck. The heat from my cheeks intensified, feeling my heartbeat accelerate. I suddenly became aware of Xavier's proximity. Our bodies were flush against each other.

  

  We stayed there, in the middle of the dance floor swaying slowly, as we stared at each other.

  

  Xavier's dark eyes gazed into mine, and I could see myself reflected in those beautiful grey depths.

  

  He leaned towards me, pausing for a while as I nodded quickly, he slowly closed the gap between our lips. I closed my eyes and waited for the inevitable.

  

  His lips touched mine softly,  sending chills down my spine. I kissed back eagerly, my hands coming up to tangle themselves in his thick hair.

  

  His strong arms wrapped around my body, holding me close. He pulled back slightly. I opened my eyes slowly, meeting his gaze again. He licked his lips before continuing.

  

  His hands traced my jawline gently, caressing my cheekbones, resting on the sides of my neck. His soft fingertips ghosted across my skin, sending electricity surging down my nerves. 

  

  When he finally drew back enough to speak, his voice was husky, raspy, sexy. "Alana...you are..." his words trailed off before fading into incoherent murmurs as he leaned forward again kissing me softly.

  

  His tongue slid along my bottom lip asking for entrance into my mouth, I accepted without hesitation. He kissed me deeply, passionately, and I lost myself, drowning in the pleasure of being in his arms.

  

  "Let's go somewhere private." I managed to say, surprised it was coming from me.

  

  His expression changed, a small smile crept onto his face, his green eyes shining brightly. "Follow me." I heard Xavier whisper before leading me to a pathway.

  

  His large warm hand enclosed mine. I squeezed his hand in response, letting him know that I was here with him.

  

  We stepped onto an outdoor balcony, I glanced around, not sure which direction he was taking me. 

  

  His grip tightened on my hand as he guided me, keeping us pressed closely together as he did so.

  

  "This is my penthouse." He said when we reached  a large door which was intricately carved with golden designs. He paused before pulling out a key ring. He unlocked the door and pushed it open.

  

  The inside looked breathtaking, he turned to me, "Are you sure?" he asked.

  

  I nodded immediately, I didn't want to think of anything more than this.

  

  His hand intertwined with mine again, leading me deeper inside.