Shut And Dance With Me Novels & Stories

He chuckled and starts strumming his guitar again and sing… “Love to see you shine in the night like the diamond you are, I’m good on the side, it’s alright just hold me in the dark, no one’s gotta know what we do hit me up when you’re bored cause I live down the street so we meet when you need and it’s yours all I hear is…” "Hey Tove what!" I panic when he start dancing while singing in front of me… Shemmsssss those sexy body waves gosh……. !!!

Taking one last shot I dragged Shay to the dance floor. Our bodies swayed with the beats of the music. I was lost. I was free. I was whatever I wanted to be. My body swayed with every beat, I closed my eyes and let the music consume me. I didn't care who I danced with or whose body was next to mine, nor who grinded against me. I was in my own world.

Grabbing the bottle of Fireball whiskey next to me, I pour myself two shots, the amber liquid sloshing invitingly in the glass. Feeling the fiery liquid work its magic and eager to shift the night's energy to something much more enjoyable, I turn to Michal with a playful glint in my eye. "Babe, let's dance," I say, my voice a mix of command and invitation. I reach for his hand, interlacing my fingers with his. Before I step away from our table, I glance over at Shelly, who’s been watching the scene with a mix of surprise and amusement. “Come on, Shelly, let’s dance!” I beckon her, wanting everyone to share in the good vibes we're reclaiming the night with.

So, instead of facing him, I push past the girls and head over to the dance floor. Music is pumping so loudly through the speakers that I can feel every beat vibrating through my body and with the tequila getting to work, it doesn’t take much for my body to loosen up and start moving. I let the beat of the music lead me, swaying my hips with the beat, my arms moving up my body and into the air. I close my eyes, clear my head and just let go. When ‘Just keep watching’ by Tate McRae starts playing, I can’t stop smiling, getting lost in the song.

"And not a pleasant way to turn someone down when they ask for a dance. I mean, it's just a dance, and I asked nicely. What's wrong with us dancing together?" Timothy squeezed his eyes shut for a split second. She was right. It was just a dance... Nothing more, but it was his body he didn't trust. He had a feeling that if he got too close... And held her in his arms, he wouldn't be able to let her go after one dance.

he commented and I hummed "Dance with me" I said and he blinked "What?" He asked with furrowed brows and I smiled getting up from my seat since we've been done eating for the past 20 minutes. "Dance with me" I said again holding my hand out for him to take and he look hesitant but stood up from his seat and linked our hands together. I walked over to the potable speakers and raised the volume, Iris by The Goo Good Dolls filled the night sky making Preston smile as he pressed his forehead against my chest as I began to sway as to the song.

"Just want to talk, nothing else. The music is too loud here, let's go underground." I folded my arms across my chest. "You're stupid if you think I'm going anywhere with you." The DJ changed the song to a slower one. Ed Sheeran's Thinking Out Loud. Jackson grinned. "Looks like the DJ can read my mind." He slid his arm around my waist and pulled me taut against his chest, bringing his mouth close to my ear, he whispered. "Dance with me." My body moved along with his in a slow dance. It was just a dance nothing else. He wouldn't try anything in public. Right?

“Fuck it.” Next thing I know, I’m on the dance floor, heels sliding across the polished wood as we launch into the Cupid Shuffle. The room is alive, bodies moving, hands clapping, voices shouting the count. And for a moment, just a small, shining moment, I let myself forget everything else.

“I didn’t say a word.” “That’s the problem.” He almost smiles. “You enjoy testing my self-control.” “Maybe.” The next song slows, a steady pulse that thrums through the air. I step closer, holding out my hand. “Dance with me.” He shakes his head once. “You know I don’t—” “Vex.” My fingers brush his. “Just one song.” Something in him gives. He lets me pull him into the crowd. The lights dim, the music softens, and for once the world stops spinning around us. His hands settle at my waist, tentative at first, then firm. I loop my arms around his neck and guide him through the rhythm until he finds it.

I find Symphony who I dance with, with no care in the world. The stranger has somehow managed to make an appearance in the crowd. I abruptly stop dancing and look ahead and there is that embroidered shirt right in my face. Symphony doesn't understand why I have stopped dancing so he pulls me back into the crowd to dance. I am uncomfortable and my body is refusing to cooperate with me. "Dance with me" he instructs "I want to go home" I say looking ahead "The night is still young, dance with me" he insists I reluctantly move my feet to the rhythm of the beat.I dance till I forget the strange person who invaded my space and mind a few minutes ago. I am carried by the music until my feet can bar