Country Dancing and a New Fella

A few hours later, Gracie and an entourage of women meet at the country dancehall. There is a live band, people shout to hear one another. It is somewhat dark in the seating or standing areas and carpeted walkways. The bars are lit up, beer stations are sporadically located through the dancehall. There are cocktail servers walking around with test tube shots. The dance floor is lit up by overhead lighting. The dance floor features a bar that people can stand and dance on. Gracie and her friends get shots! She chooses butterscotch and Bailey’s, then a shot of tequila rose! After two rounds of shots at, they all order a regular drink. Gracie asked for a vodka and cranberry with lime. The cluster of women walked around the bar together until finding a spot to sit. They watch the band play as they talk and laugh. Gracie notices that classmate from middle school as he asks one of her friends to dance. His name is Frank Spencer. His blonde hair falls around his cheekbones, and his green eyes focus on the women he is dancing with. His friend that she saw at the gas station approaches her and asks her to dance. She quickly finishes her drink. His name is Peter Hadley he is six foot one. Slender and muscular. His hair and beard brown, with blue-green hazel eyes. He spins her around and around, she is a little tipsy after a few drinks. Frank seems to eye the two of them, glaring from time to time, while they dance and have fun. They dance for a few songs. Peter dips Gracie backwards and kisses the woman with deep desire for her. Gracie returns the kiss and smiles as he pulls her back up. Peter’s energy is heavy on her, peaceful yet desiring, hot steamy, a little overbearing. This man must be displacing emotion to have so much energy and passion towards a stranger. Gracie Mae thought to herself. They conclude the dancing, and she returns to her friends. She looks at her phone seeing that she has missed notifications from the dating app. Peter had returned her like, she had chatted with him a few times. He is handsome with common interests and likes country dancing. The man had sent her a message saying, “you are gorgeous, I would love to meet up with you.” This was before tonight. She did not tell him she would be here, it was just a random coincidence. Gracie was concerned about this person as she felt his friend Frank was a bit of a creep and seemed like an obsessive stalker type, which is why she disconnected from him. His friend could be like him. Frank walks by Gracie and says, “He just has flings.” In reference to Peter. Gracie under the influence, smiled and disregarded as Frank may have had a mixed attraction to her. The woman continued her fun with her friends. Another fella came to ask her to dance, he spun her around and around, and lifted her up into splits, then twirled her around. He gently brought her feet back down to the ground. She returned to her friends after one dance. Some of her friends were whisked away for dances. A different handsome fella asked to spin her on the dance floor. Another round of two steppin and spinnin! Before she knew it, a couple hours after drinking, the bar was closing. Gracie had been drinking water for the past two hours to get the alcohol out of her system so she would be safe to drive home. Gracie followed the one drink per hour rule and stopped drinking hours ago so she would be sober to drive. Her buzz had worn off. Once she made it home, Gracie took Gunner out, then took a shower and went to bed.