The Last Dance Novels & Stories

Sloppy drunk people badly dancing and terribly singing to music that is up so loud you can’t think straight, hard pass. I’m watching Lana put together a file for a planning meeting tomorrow. There is an upgrade to one of the smaller companies under the Westfield umbrella and the board needs to approve the budget and plans for the project to start. She compiles the architect’s framework with the interior designer’s mock-ups, financials and notes from all the previous meetings. I decided I am a complete nerd, because I am geeking out over her digital organization of this project. I jump as the comfortable silence is broken. “Are you ready to go?” His deep gravelly voice sends a ripple down my

I playfully rolled my eyes, but any thoughts in my head stopped the moment I felt sparks traveling from my hand as Kenzo pulled me, making me twirl on my way to him. “How about giving me your last dance for the night?” He asked huskily. “Last dance?” I asked, my brows hiking up as I swayed with him. Mom and Dad, as well as Ledger and Giselle, had gone down to dance with the crowd, leaving us alone in the center of the stage. “Yes, for the night. Because we’re leaving the party soon.” He responded with a lick of his lips. And despite the predatory look in his eyes, I couldn’t feel any fear within me. If anything, I was excited and a very willing prey for him.

I wasn’t sure how long we danced but the music changed and the D.J came over the speaker. “Last song of the night! You don’t have to go home but you cannot stay here!” He started playing Closing time, by Semisonic and the lights came back on. Colt stepped away but there was still a fire in his eyes that told me I wasn’t going to be getting much sleep tonight. “I need to shut down the computer in the office.” I heard Kristen tell Alec as Colt pulled me towards him and kissed me. He wasn’t ready to stop dancing but the law was the law.

A live band played a mix of classic love songs and modern hits, keeping the dance floor lively. Kiara and Myles' first dance as husband and wife was to their favourite song, "At last" by Etta James, a fitting tribute to their long awaited union. Their friends and family soon joined them, creating a vibrant and Joyous atmosphere. She looked into the eyes of Myles and signal to him that they needed to disappear from the crowd, they have a lot to do to eachother, and with that, they sneaked out of the party hall. People only noticed the convoy following behind, but they didn't know when they left.

I couldn’t even do what he wanted from me,why can’t he just continue womanizing and let me be. “Don’t be surprised Naomi, I am not a bad person if you think about it all together.” He whispered and slowly other couples joined us as the DJ announced that this would be the last dance of the night. The dance step this time was a bit different and we had to switch partners from time to time and slowly I was tossed to different men who tried to start a conversation with me while the rest only commented on my dress. All I wanted was just back in the arms of Rueben because I might not be comfortable with him but I prefer being in his hands than with anyone.

We both continued to argue and our voices got louder and louder. "You're not even listening to me. I'm telling you the truth." Julian growled. "I don't believe you and I'm not going to fall for your lies!." I shot back. Just then, there was a creak at the door and we both turned to see who it was. It was the unfamiliar lady I met at the house, who canceled Leo's ongoing project. "Julian!!.." She screamed out so loud and threw herself at him." I watched as they both danced like children.

But not today, I'm not in the mood for a talk. Why haven't they told me about this? Why does it have to be right now? Could it be, Harry had asked me to come along with them, is because this will be the last day that I could be with them? Tour is starting, they are leaving tomorrow. And what comes naturally after the touring? Isn't it working on for new music? They are going to get really busy. Does that really mean that this could really be my last day with them? Or do they really not want me to know that they're leaving? With yet another sigh, I just had my eyes shut closed but I could feel Rin and Tybalt looking at me. I never spoke, but I turned my head to the side with my eyes still clo

and that hurts but I can't do anything if he doesn't want to. I was shock to know that there's gonna be a dance, a seventeen roses dance. I don't even know who they are as long as Mom chose them as her friend's children and relatives. my mother came to me and asked. "Where's Garett? I thought he's gonna be your last dance ??" even her panicked for fear of breaking up the party and embarrassing her friend. "He can't come today, he's busy in college," I defended. My mom just had sight and left when she came back, she talked to the organizers and mc of course! He's not here! my last dance is my father who also disappeared immediately and I don't know where to go. what a waste of money this is!

Soon everyone joined in the dancing, the girls forming a line and their dates standing opposite them as we sang along to the lyrics teasing our dates. Everyone went into a wild dancing spree until the music changed into a slow waltz kind of song. Nate who had after dancing crazily with his friends got tired and was standing at a corner talking with Jake, Zach, and Victor quickly snatched me and we started dancing to the song. I had never heard it before but it calmed me. " I've been thinking Rya about today being our last time together." He said, looking at me intensely. " And?"

In between dancing Red managed to threw her Dad some questions. "Who's my last dance? "You're grandpa". Ricky grinned while turning her daughter around. He is so proud of his daughter to all. She is his pride and joy. Red pouted a little, she thought it is her classmate James that will be her last dance. It’s been a long time since the guy is trying to vie for her attention. James is the son of the chief in their little town. "What about my seventeenth dance? "Oh you're uncle Alexander".