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|Twisted Turns (standard:romance, 16544 words)|
|Author: kathy||Added: Oct 08 2004||Views/Reads: 2299/1513||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|When Chanade's relationship grows stale she goes out looking for excitement. She finds it in Chris, a dashing, charming stranger. Playing a dangerous game of deceit and betrayal she plays the two men off against each other. But when aquaintances don't see|
The party music blared as the figures on the dance floor swayed to the music; the club was dark, but filled with movement. The strobe lights flickered over the dancing figures, illuminating them with light. "Chanade aren't you going to dance?" Ellie asked. "No, I'm exhausted, you'll be all right on your own." "I thought you wanted to come out because you were bored of staying in with Joe." "I did, but I need a drink okay!" "Alright Chanade." She pushed her way through the crowd and made her way to the bar. There were several people waiting, all cramming the bar man with orders, how was she going to get served with all them in front of her? "Would you like me to get that for you?" A deep voice asked. Chanade looked up and saw icy blue eyes bearing into hers; they had a sparkle to them, like a diamond. They attracted her somehow. "Erm... yeah, I'd like that..." She said eventually. "Chris, my name's Chris." "Okay Chris, thanks I'd like that." "It's only my duty to help a damsel in distress." He smiled. As he went to get her drink she went over to a stool at the bar and waited patiently for him to return. "Here." He grinned, handing her the cocktail. "Thanks, I doubt I'd ever have got served tonight if it weren't for you." She smiled. "It's okay." She glanced secretly at his body and was taken aback; he was fit... His white top clung tightly to his body showing off the muscles beneath, dark spiky hair framed his head and a broad handsome face stared back at her. He seemed so strong and manly, nothing like Joe. Joe's idea of fun was to stay in and snuggle up in front of the TV, yeah that's fun the first time but every night of staying in? No, she couldn't stand that... "So... what do you do for fun?" Chris asked. "Going out, chatting, basically having fun!" She laughed. "Yeah, me too." "Ya wanna dance?" She hesitated for a bit, Joe would be heartbroken if he knew she was dancing with another guy, Chanade meant everything to him. She thought for a while, biting her lip while deep in thought. Oh what the hell, I think I need a bit of fun in my life. "Sure, I'd love to." As they started out on the dance floor everything seemed to revolve around her and Chris, no one mattered, not even Joe. As they danced Chris swung her into him, pulling her close, so close that she could smell the gentle aroma of his aftershave. It was Lynx Africa, her favourite. As they swayed slowly to the music his hands rested gently on her waist, she seemed lost in thought as they danced, hearing nothing but the soft music in her ears. "You okay?" He asked. "Yeah, I'm fine." She smiled. "Good." He smiled and his face lit up like the sunset, it was a beautiful smile. He placed his hands gently on her face and gently titled her chin up so she was looking at him. She knew what was going to happen but was inevitable to resist. He leaned forward gently placing his lips on hers, his kiss was tender, soft, but she pulled away quickly. "What's wrong?" He asked. "Nothing, nothing's wrong." She said eventually. "You sure?" "Yeah, um do you wanna go someplace where we can talk?" "We can go over there." "No. I mean somewhere more quiet..." "Oh, I'm sure that can be arranged." "How about my place?" She murmured. As she spoke her mind was doing overtime, thinking about Joe's routine, he was so predictable she always knew what he would be doing every single day. Tonight he should be working over time in the office, perfect. "Yeah, come on." He said, linking his arms in hers. As they walked towards the club's doors, Ellie caught sight of her friend; she took a double take when she saw the guy Chanade was with. "Chanade!" Ellie cried. Chanade turned round sharply. "Ellie what do you want? I need to be going, pronto." Chanade sighed. "What do you think you're doing with this guy?!" "I'm taking him home, that's all." "I hope that is all for your sake Chanade." "Yeah, well I got to go, see ya." "Bye." Ellie said suspiciously. As the twosome walked on Chris turned to Chanade an amused look on his face. "What was that all about?" "Oh just my over reacting mate, I love her but you know she gets a bit tiresome." "I know the feeling." He agreed. As soon as they got outside the cold winter air hit them like a dagger. The wind blew so sharply that it knocked the breath out of Chanade; she tried to walk against the wind, the gusts blowing her hair everywhere. "Hey, don't blow away!" He laughed. "I'm c...cold." She whispered. "Come here." He murmured, wrapping his arm around her. She snuggled against him, his warmth flooding through her veins and warming her up like a radiator would warm a room. "That better?" "Much better." She smiled. "So how are we getting to your place?" "Well me and Ellie got a taxi down here so I guess we'll do the same and call a cab." "Okay, cool." Chris pulled his Nokia 98. 10 out of his pockets and tapped a few buttons in before putting it to his ear. "Taxi?" The voice on the other side of the phone asked. "Yeah, I'd like one now. We're outside the Joker's Nightclub in Hansom." "Okay right away sir." Chris sheltered Chanade from the bitter wind that blew furiously from the trees, shaking their Click here to read the rest of this story (1249 more lines)
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