Thiss'zz my valennine

 

“Thiss'zz my valennine, Ace rosè,” Jessica slurred, planting a sloppy kiss on the bottle of expensive champagne she clutched in her hand. The night club was having a Valentines singles party, and the liquor was flowing. Jessica stumbled into the crowded nightclub, her heart racing with excitement. She had been looking forward to the Valentines singles party all week, and now that she was finally here, she couldn't wait to let loose and have some fun. 

The DJ was spinning upbeat dance music, and the dance floor was packed with people laughing and dancing without a care in the world. She clutched the large bottle in her hand, and brought it to her lips, feeling the bubbles tickle her nose as she took more than a sip. After, She raised the bottle in a toast to herself, feeling a rush of happiness and confidence wash over her.

Suddenly, a tall, handsome stranger appeared at her side, his eyes sparkling with interest.

"Hey, you look like you could use a dance partner," he said, his voice low and smooth, as he offered her a shot. Jessica hesitated for a moment, only to process his offer in her already clouded mind, but quickly decided to accept his offer. She took the offered shot, and knocked it back with ease, followed by a swig of champagne as a chaser. 

“Less dance,” she told him and she followed him onto the dance floor. As they moved together to the pulsing beat of the music, Jessica felt a sense of exhilaration.

The stranger was a skilled dancer, and he seemed to know just how to move in a way that made her feel alive and connected. As the music slowed, the stranger pulled her closer, his hands resting on her hips.

Jessica could feel the heat of his body, the warmth of his breath on her neck. She found herself leaning into him, her own hands exploring the contours of his back. "You're a beautiful dancer," he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear.

"Ann yoo look liyke yoo coud yuse a li'l esscitemenn in yer life "Jessica felt a flutter of anticipation in her stomach, and took another gulp of champaign. 

She knew she was a bit drunk, that she didn't know this man at all, but there was something about him that drew her in. Maybe it was the way he carried himself, the confidence that radiated from him, or maybe it was the way he made her feel – alive, in the moment-or maybe it was just the alcohol. "What did you have in mind?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. 

Her plump lips curved into a smile, and she leaned in closer.

"How 'bout wee ged outa here ann fine oud?"Jessica whispered.

"Okay," he said, wrapping an arm around her and leading her to the bar. He closed out their tabs and order her one more shot for the road.

Her smile widened as she downed the shot and chased it with champaign, and he took her hand, leading her through the crowd and out of the club.

Jessica felt a thrill of excitement as they stepped out into the cool night air, the sounds of the city surrounding them. As they walked, the stranger told her about himself – his name was Alex, he was a successful businessman who had just moved to the city, and he was looking to explore all that it had to offer. 

The cool air made Jessica realize she was far drunker than she’d thought. Bet she felt great-alive and free. And Alex seemed not to mind as he led her to his fancy sports car. And then, as the last shot at the bar began to take effect, Alex leaned in and kissed her, his lips soft and gentle. Jessica felt a surge of desire, and she found herself kissing him back, her hands exploring the planes of his chest. They made love right there in his car, their bodies moving together in a dance as old as time. 

Jessica had never felt anything like this before, the intensity of the moment overwhelming her senses. When it was over, they lay tangled together, their breathing heavy, and Jessica felt a sense of contentment that she hadn't experienced in a long time.

And as she drifted off to sleep with a smile on her face he whispered to herself, "Thiss'zz my valennine, Ace rosè. "; knowing that she had made the most of her Valentines singles party, hat this was just the beginning, that there was so much more to explore, and she couldn't wait to see where the night would take them next.


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