Chapter 132
"You're awfully quiet, Stone," I say.
"I'm being attentive, Bailey." He smiles and sips his champagne. "You do realize this will be the best event we attend right before we go back to campus."
"Right.... And I'm glad you're all here with me. This is going to be the best night ever!" I grin at him and he pushes a large curl of my hair from my bare shoulder, his fingers on my skin make me blush and I look away. "Well, this is an oddly programmed event, but who cares if they award people at the beginning of the event," I say.
"Let's wait and see," Scott whispers into my ear and my entire body warms up when his breath caresses my skin.
The various categories include: Best dressed celebrity, best fashion designer, best political figure, best social media influencer, best musician, best actor and actress and so many other categories that I didn't think ever got recognized.
I screamed louder everytime a celebrity I knew received an award, like when Dacre Montgomery got awarded best actor. I didn't even know I could scream that loud. The old lady continued scowling at me and I shrugged again. This continued until all the categories were done with and everytime Scott would chuckle when I stood up and shouted.
"Congratulations to everyone who received an award and remember, next year, we'll be having a different theme for this particular event and so, to anyone who wishes to be awarded, you better up your game," Shia says.
"Most definitely, Shia. And with that part of the program done, let's move on to the next part of this amazing event. I'd love to welcome a few artists up here to grace us with their gifts. Just so you know, it's strictly going to be a slow vibe. Ladies you all know you can't get down with those large gowns," Issa jokes and the crowd bursts out in laughter which dies down faster than you can say huckleberry.
"I love her, she's funny," Wren says.
"Yeah." Vic chuckles.
"And the first performance of the night will be by a very lovely band... Put your hands together for, Lady Antebellum!" Shia announces as both hosts leave and the crowd claps for less than ten seconds as the band kick starts with one of my favorite songs. Just a kiss by Lady Antebellum gives me goosebumps every time I listen to it and tonight, it's a live performance. I squeal when they start singing and unknowingly grab Scott's arm so tightly that he flinches.
"Oh, I love this song... It's so..." Scott cuts me off.
"Romantic?" he says and I nod at him then turn to watch as they perform.
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Scott's POV
The way she's holding on to me right now has never felt so right even though she has no idea how one touch from her makes me react. Just a simple touch and my entire body desires her to be closer than ever. She's seated next to me with both her arms around one of mine, as she sings along to a song that is clearly reflecting how I feel. How I've always felt for the past few months since I moved next to her house.
Tonight, she looks marvelous, ecstatic, high on a mood I haven't seen her in for a while now. Back at her house when I opened the door and my eyes landed on her, she ignited a fire in me that made me want to grab her, pin her against the wall and kiss her forever! The way that red dress holds her waist so tight and makes her breasts even more perkier than I've ever seen them, makes me want to do the unthinkable. Her lips and nails are sinfully red and the perfume she's wearing tonight isn't giving me any peace. I want her. So badly!
My thoughts are brushed away by Kyrah singing along to the chorus and I can't help but admire the way her lips are moving.
"Just a kiss on your lips in the moonlight, just a touch of the fire burning so bright. And I don't want to mess this thing up, I don't want to push too far. Just a shot in the dark that you just might be the one I've been waiting for my whole life. So baby I'm alright, with just a kiss goodnight," she sings and turns to glance at me and I smile at her warmly and she smiles back.
If only she knew the band was saying exactly what I can't tell her right now. I don't want to mess things up with her even though I really want her to be mine but... sadly she keeps going back to that scumbag, Blake Dawson.
"Psst! Scott," Roxy whispers from across the table and she mouths 'I see you' and I mouth back 'I can't help it'.
I've been staring at Kyrah since we left the house, mostly when she's not aware. I don't want to creep her out. More bands and solo artists perform and when that part of the program is done, it's time for people to eat.
"Okay, wonderful people, let's move to the next dome, there's food and more drinks there and in the dome after that one, feel free to go dance anytime you want. No twerking, ladies! No twerking," Issa Rae says and the crowd that's already leaving laughs. Twerking. I chuckle silently when I remember how Kyrah's bum was all up in my junk during Roxy's birthday party.
"I just hope they have some of my favorite dishes," Roxy says and we laugh.
"Don't worry, they obviously have chicken," I tease as we walk.
"Oh, Scott," she rolls her eyes, "Nobody makes chicken as good as Mrs Bailey's. So tonight, I think I'm going to get me some shrimp. Plus, we all know rich people don't eat that much."
"Alright. Let's go," Vic says as he leads the way with his arm around Wren's waist.
Kyrah, who had already stopped holding my arm, holds it again and I smile. As we walk out, someone taps my shoulder and I stop and turn to find a very small figured lady, smaller than Wren actually. She's in a light blue feathery gown and a white venetian mask with a side feather on it and glitters.
"Hello," she greets rather loudly.
"Hello," I reply.
"You look handsome. I love your outfit," she says and winks at me. Kyrah's grip tightens and from the corner of my eye I spot her straightening her figure to look more intimidating. Is she jealous?
"Thank you," I say with pride.
"Can I dance with you later?" she asks.
"Excuse me? Are you blind? He's my date, now go look for someone else to dance with you," Kyrah fires at her and I shrug as she pulls me away. Leaving the tiny girl stranded and speechless.
"Uhm... Did you just..." my words trail off.
"Yeah, so what? I'm not having some random girl dancing with you. Your hands are full. Roxy and I want to dance too." I bet the last part is a lie.
"Really?" I cock my head to the right as I look into her eyes. Her mask makes her look so hot!
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