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behind.
    I was relieved to find the atmosphere in
Lilith's to be infectious but not overwhelming like it had been at
Mystique. In Lilith's I felt the urge to dance, but only because it
would be fun, something I would enjoy. At Mystique there had been
an intense need to feel other bodies rubbing against mine. To feel
hands caressing my breasts and erections grinding into my lower
body, to be completely free and give in to the sensual pull of the
music. The sensations had felt unbelievably amazing, but - wanting
to avoid one night stands and threesomes with strangers - the
experience was not one I wanted to repeat anytime soon.
    I went to the bar and ordered a drink, a
Transylvania Twist, which was some kind of fruity mixed drink. It
had a good flavor, but sitting on the sidelines sipping a drink
just wasn't my style. I found my way to the dance floor and asked
to join one of the staff dancers in his routine. There weren't any
dancers on stages or pedestals in this club. Instead, they mingled
with the crowd and encouraged wallflowers to join in the fun. After
a few songs we went our separate ways and then I danced with anyone
who asked me. Some of my partners were pretty good dancers while
others struggled to keep up. At one point, a man twirled me away
from his body, and just when I thought he would pull me back in, he
let go of my hand. I stumbled and lost my balance only to be caught
in strong arms against a broad chest.
    The man who held me was tall, probably only a
few inches shorter than Rook, and he looked to be in his early
thirties. Even through his clothes - tailored black slacks and a
form fitting, charcoal grey shirt - I could tell he was well built,
muscular but not too bulky. His black wavy hair was cut in a shaggy
style that came over his ears and brushed his collar in the back.
When I finally looked at his face I saw that he was very good
looking with a well-trimmed beard and dark chocolate brown eyes
framed by long thick lashes. The heated look in those eyes sent a
shiver up my spine when I realized I had seen them before. They
were the eyes of a predator sighting its prey, the ones that had
watched me from the balcony in Mystique last night.
    Looking into his eyes with his body pressed
against mine brought the vision from the night before to the front
of my mind. I could almost feel him pounding into me when he took
my hand and spun me away from his body. We danced through several
songs, some fast, some slow. He danced with skill and effortless
grace which surprised me considering his size. Dancing with him
caused delicious tingles of anticipation to course through my nerve
endings. I saw the same sensations mirrored in his eyes, but his
hands never strayed beyond what propriety called for and he
maintained a respectable distance between our bodies at all times.
Eventually, wanting to learn more about this seductive stranger, I
led him off the dance floor and over to a secluded table along the
back wall.
    As we approached the table I said, "My name
is Serafina, would you like to sit and have a drink with me?"
    "My friends call me Dragon, and it would be
my pleasure to join you for a drink." The sound of his deep voice
made that shiver run up my spine again leaving goose bumps in its
wake. I noticed that he had a faint accent that was very similar to
Rook's.
    "Dragon is an unusual name, is there a story
behind it?" I asked him as we took our seats at the table. He
lounged in his chair while I perched on the edge of mine.
    "There is in fact a story behind my name, but
telling it would take all evening and I'd rather hear about you."
When he finished speaking a waitress appeared with two drinks and
set them on the table in front of us. "Bram's Bombshell, the best
drink Lilith's has to offer. Would you like to try one?" He pushed
one of the drinks towards me then tipped the waitress who bowed
before she left to help other customers.
    "Do waitresses always bring you drinks the
second you sit down?" I sipped the