31 DYLAN

"Zach, let's go home. I don't want to stay here with your ex gf and ex-bf around. They make me feel uncomfortable."

"Let's dance first." He grinned.

"You dance?" I asked, grinning.

"Of course I do." He replied, and I could see a playful spark in his eyes.

"Okay, show me what you've got, Mr. Anderson." I'm excited to see this possessive and cold human being beside me to dance. He stood up and offered his hand to me, and I gladly placed my hand over him with our smiles plastered on our lips.

He leads me to the dance floor, the music is upbeat, and I wanted to see how he moves that fine ass.

He let go of my hand, and a curse left my lips with my eyes wide open, looking at him. He is doing some B-boy dance moves, and he can be a dancer if he wants to. He moved with grace with a grin on his lips.

"You're a great dancer, Mr. Anderson." I complimented him and started to sway to the music as well.

"I know." He proudly said and wrapped his arms around my waist, facing my back at him. He dippe