Chapter 136
"Roxy, bring your ass over here. I want to take a photo of my sexy bestie," I tell Roxy who swallows her drink and stands next to Wren and Vic, and I take a picture of them together and then Roxy all alone. The mini photo session goes on with Maeve and her man and then we ask a random waitress to take a photo of all of us.
"Now, it's your turn, Kyrah," Vic says and I wonder why I even suggested taking photos in the first place.
"I'm a little camera shy," I lie.
"Oh, stop that! We know how you get as soon as you see someone taking photos of you. We all see your snapchat pictures too. You literally turn into some super model, now come over here. Scott, do what's supposed to be done." Roxy takes Vic's phone and hands it to him.
At this moment, my heart starts beating so fast and I don't know why?
Am I nervous? Is it Scott? Or what the hell is happening to me?
"Okay, are you ready? Give me all you got." Scott smirks at me and I shy away, "Come on, no one's looking."
"Fine," I say and shyly pose as he takes a picture and seconds later, I feel like a Victoria Secret model.
"That's it! Chin up, a little bit." I do as Scott says, "Nice!"
"She's poses really good." A random masked man complements me and I grin.
"Thanks" I say and he walks away.
"Alright, now let's take pictures of you two together," Roxy says and grabs the phone from Scott. Maeve chuckles and walks away with Johnny.
Scott stands behind me and places his arm around my little waist. My heart jumps.
"Okay, okay. Now, Kyrah, move closer to Scott I need you in the frame," Roxy says and I roll my eyes at her as I move backwards and lean against Scott. I can feel his heart beating so calmly but mine is racing so fast. I lift my face to take a look at his face even though we're both wearing masks. He looks down at me and we both smile.
"Amazing!" Roxy says as she takes the shot. "But I need to see your faces now."
I sigh and take my mask off, Scott takes his off too and without any warning he lifts me up into his arms and my hands fly automatically around his neck.
"What are you doing?" I ask.
"Posing for a photo." He grins widely and I shake my head. He then lowers his face in a manner you'd call seductive. His lips are dangerously inches away from mine and his piercing blue eyes sparkle. I have no idea what gets into me, but I find myself cupping his cheek with one hand and slightly parting my lips as if expecting him to kiss me. The moment he smiles, I feel like an entire zoo is running all round in my tummy.
"Scott..." I say.
"Yeah?" he whispers.
"You have beautiful eyes, just incase no one has ever told you that." I take a deep breath then bite my lower lip.
"And you have the most enticing lips I've ever seen," he says and my body turns fully warm. Does he mean that or is he messing with me?
"Aw!" Roxy snaps us back to reality "Watching you two could make me cry. Alright, I'll leave you two alone, I'm going to find Bobby. I need to rest my feet a little, but first, Scott please take a photo of me and Kyrah." Scott humbly obliges and takes a couple of pictures.
"You could just sit around, you'll have to walk all the way back to the entrance alone," I say. I don't want her to go far.
"Urgh! Fine then," she says and walks to a chair nearby.
"Uhm... Would you like to dance with me again?" Scott asks and I nod. He puts his mask back on and I put mine on too.
When we get back to the dance floor, my hand in his and our bodies closer than before, I'm forced to ask.
"Did you uhm... mean what you said about my..." my words trail off and he chuckles lightly.
"Ofcourse. It's a compliment I never thought I'd ever say but I just had to let you know. Lips like those wouldn't go unnoticed– A lady like you, wouldn't go unnoticed," he huskily says.
I try to hide my smile by facing downwards but he places his index finger below my chin and lifts my face up.
"That smile you're trying to hide from me is what I always want to see every day. You have a very lovely smile," he compliments and as I try to figure out what to say, he takes my hand and we continue dancing.
What just happened? I don't know if that was just a simple compliment or a compliment with layers of meanings. As we move gracefully, I suddenly feel like a part of my long, large dress has been caught by something.
"Something has caught my dress," I tell Scott and he stops and looks behind me and I follow his line of sight. Some guy has stepped on it and he's just standing there with his woman, who's in a yellow gown, clinging on to him.
"Excuse me, but you're stepping on my lady's gown," Scott tells the guy after tapping his shoulder. The guy turns and lifts his shoe then doesn't even apologize. "Aren't you going to apologize?" Scott asks but the woman replies instead.
"That gown looks too cheap, there's no need for an apology." She rolls her eyes and just like that, my temper shoots to a hundred degrees.
"Excuse me?!" I step forward but Scott pulls me back. "Tell your man to apologize, you have no idea how much this gown cost!" I yell.
"It's not worth it, let's go, Kyrah," Scott says and just when I'm about to turn and walk away...
"Kyrah?" someone calls me from behind and I turn and find that the man I wanted to apologize to me for stepping on my lovely gown, is none other than Blake... Blake fucking Dawson! He just took his mask off and without any doubt I now realize the woman beside him is none other than Cruella, Sabrina Johnson.
"Blake?" I utter as my eyes go wide in astonishment and my throat runs dry, my fists curve into balls, my nails digging deep crescents into my inner palms. Scott is scowling at the two of them and I can tell from his posture that shit is about to go down tonight.
"Oh my God!" I whisper in disbelief and disgust.
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