Chapter 59: Karma POV

**“I didn't think he was in love with me and I had no idea what I felt for him, but he wanted me, and maybe that was enough.”-Leigh Bardugo.**

The club is jumping. I also noticed that a lot of people glanced at me from downstairs. The music is great, the food is awesome, and the booze is off the chain. Jake and Dell are making lovey dovely eyes together on the couch. Jake ordered some food. He orders some kind of cracker with caviar on it, chocolate-covered strawberries, made with dark milk, and white chocolate. Chicken wings, pretzel sticks, sushi, and a whole bunch of other shit that if you drink the wrong thing a person will get sick.

“Karma let's get our sexy asses on the dance floor”, Dell said, hopping off Jake's lap.
“Sure, let's go”, I said as we made our way to the dance floor.
“This is my song. Girl, this song is perfect for you to dance to”, Dell said.

I looked up and I caught the eyes of the DJ. He gave me a thumbs-up. Okay, so now I think someone might have requested that song. I looked at Dell and he gave me a shrug and a smile.

“Oh, you gonna take me home tonight. Oh, down beside that red fire light. Oh you gonna let it all hang out. Fat-bottomed girls you make the rocking world go round”, Dell sang. That is when I realized I knew the song as well.

“I was just a skinny lad. Never knew no good from bad. But I knew love before I left my nursery. Left alone with big fat Fanny. She was such a naughty nanny. Hey big woman, you made a bad boy out of me”, I sang as I shook my fat bottom.

This is one of my favorite Queen songs. Who would have known a bunch of British boys like fat bottoms? I noticed that every time a man tried to come close to me, security blocked their way. It's weird, I look up at Jake and see him watching us from the V.I.P. Okay, so he must have told the security to keep an eye on us.

“So, you and Jake?’, I asked.
“I am going to try and bag him”, Dell said.
“You know he lives in America. Are you okay with long-distance relationships?”, I asked.
“I was thinking about sex first, then going to see where everything goes”, he said with a smile.
“Sex first? No dates, no dinner, no movies, just sex?”, I asked.
“Yes, there is no point in wasting time getting to know someone if they are bad in bed”, Dell said, swaying his hips just as I did.
“So, personality, likes, dislike, you do not care as long as they are good in bed?”, I asked, confused.
“Yes, I decided I will do the opposite of what I did in my last relationship. My ex had personality, money, and looks. But he was terrible in bed. I accepted that because of all the other stuff he did not lack. So, from now on I need sex first to test the ride”, he said, laughing out loud.

The music was going. I felt in the zone, a waiter brought us shots while we danced. As we danced, Jake came and we had him sandwiched between us. Jake was facing Dell as someone wrapped their arms around my waist. My body leaned into them. I smell him, he smells of a fine cigar and brandy. I ground my ass on his already hard front.

“Now I have got mortgages and homes. I got stiffness in the bones. There aren't no beauty queens in this locality. But I still get my pleasure. Still got my greatest treasure. Hey big woman, you gonna make a big man out of me”, the voice whispered in my ear. I noticed it was Lance.
“I would love to make a big boy out of you”, I said, looking him in the eye.

I felt my eyes go wide when I said that. Fuck this alcohol is making me brave. Lance placed his hand on my stomach as we continued to dance. I feel so comfortable in his arms. Just as I do when I am with L. I can't do anything with Lance. I have a contract with L. This is how far I can go with Lance only dry humping. When the song is over, Lance takes my hand and we walk back to the V.I.P sections.

“Mr. Logi, lovely to see you”, Sam said, sounding like he was out of breath.
“Hello, Sam”, Lance said.
“Is there anything you may need?’, Sam asked, then looked around.
“Yes, more food makes sure there are cheesesteak sliders come out first. As well as a pitcher of mango sangria. Make sure to use a bottle of the reserved Cuban rum", Lance ordered.

I sat on one of the seats. I asked Lance what he was doing here. He said that his meeting ended earlier than he thought. I asked him if he had found what he was looking for. He said yes and no with a sigh. Whatever it is he is trying to get accomplished, but it seems like he is stuck. I wish he would tell me what is going on. I watch as Lance grabs a bottle and drinks from it. Whatever it was, she drank a lot of it.

“Wanna talk about it?’, I asked.
“Nope”, he said, without even glancing at me.
“Wanna drink and dance it away?”, I asked with a smile.
“Why the fuck not let's go”, he said.

On the dance floor, Lance and I grind on each other on the dance floor. His hands explored my body and let him. The song changed to Versace on the Floor by Bruno Mars. Lance and I slowed down our dancing. His hands feel wonderful on my skin. And he seems to be loving it as well. It feels good to be in his arms. I feel safe, sexy, and wanted. His dick is hard and it is poking my stomach. I
I would love to find out what it would feel like inside of me.

Lance and I looked into each other's eyes. Our faces inched closer together. We were close, very close to each other's lips. I wanted to kiss him and I knew he wanted to kiss me as well. Then the music stopped, then an upbeat song came on. Thirsty we go back to the V.I.P section where we see Dell on Jake's lap and they are having a soft porn session on the couch.
I sat down and felt my phone vibrate. Only one person would call me this late...Lance. I picked up before I looked at who was calling. I moved to the bathroom in the V.I.P. section. I should have looked but I was too excited, hoping it was Lance.

“Hey, babe, good news, I am moving back to town”, the last voice I wanted to hear said.
“Mike?”, I asked, confused.
“Yes, can you hear me?”, he asked.
“Unfortunately,”, I said, annoyed.
“I am moving back to town permanently", he said, too excited about my drunk ass.
“What the hell does that have to do with me?", I asked, annoyed.

I should just hang up on his adding his number to the block list. The more he talked, the madder I got. I thought about my accounts, knowing she was behind it. Ever since he came back in my life weird shit has been happening. First, I could have sworn someone, better yet Mike was in my house. Then my accounts were frozen.

“Mike, did you freeze my damn accounts?”, I asked, knowing he did.
“What? Baby why would I do that?’, he asked, trying to sound innocent.
“Cut the shit Mike! I want you out of my life. Why are you doing this to me? You cheated on me! You left me! All I ever did was love you. Just leave me alone!”, I yelled, trying not to cry.
“Baby, like I said, I love you. I never stopped loving you. Just give us a chance. I know that Lance guy got you under his claws but he will drop you as soon as he finds someone better”, he said, the fucking nerve of him.
“Someone better? Like how you thought you did?”, I spat at him.
“Karma please, I said I was sorry”, he said with a sigh.
“Sorry because you found out the woman you left me for turned out to be a professional whore”, damn that was not nice. Hell, I am technically a professional whore.

Before I had a chance to respond, someone grabbed the phone out of my hand. I turned to look and I was greeted with green eyes. Green eyes that look like the ones I have seen on top and under me when I was with L.