can I have this dance?

BELLA’s POV

The low voices conversing and the clinking of glasses was everywhere as Aaron and I sat at the bar, a cozy nook where we could unwind and forget about the world for a while.

The lights were a little dim creating an intimate atmosphere.

My fingers traced patterns on the glass in front of me as I took a sip of my drink. The night was still young, and I welcomed the opportunity to let loose and enjoy the company of Aaron.

As the minutes ticked by, I saw a woman approaching Aaron as he reentered the bar. He had excused himself to take a a call and just before he got to where I was seated,the lady caught up to him.

My curiosity piqued, I subtly turned my attention towards them, feigning casual interest while straining to overhear their conversation.

"Hey there," the woman's voice dripped with familiarity as she addressed Aaron. Her tone was playful, and her body language exuded confidence.

I watched from the corner of my eye, my curiosity growing as Aaron turned to face her.