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My heart is beating in rhythm with the music while I am looking for the kitchen
     so I can unload the beer and alcohol we brought.
 
I wish it was just me and Captain Morgan getting lost in Parrot Bay tonight, but no
     dice. As the designated driver, I only get to have soft drinks and water. Bummer.
     I’m doing this for Ciara. She deserves to have fun. Finally, finding the kitchen,
     I put the drinks in the coolers, grab a ‘red solo cup’ and start humming that hideous
     tune in my head while I pour a Coke.
 
Turning around, I scan the scene and realize it’s a little chaotic. There is a crowd
     everywhere and people are dancing in almost every room. Over in a corner, there are
     some chairs and I see people smoking out of a Hookah.  I see the DJ and he winks at
     me. He is cute. I smile back and I put him on my list of possibilities. I am not a
     whore, but I occasionally enjoy meaningless sex. I have not had a partner in so long,
     my insides are probably frozen. I said it before. I don’t want a relationship, and
     I certainly don’t want to commit to anyone.  No commitment is my #1 rule. From what
     I have seen, commitment leads to entitlement, which leads to a feeling of possessiveness.
     I am now free. Can’t go back in life, I need to continue moving forward.
 
My thoughts are interrupted by Ciara, who’s coming towards me with a big smile on
     her face. That girl is always happy. Yeah, she must be having a great time, I see
     two cute guys trailing behind her…
 
“Gurrl,” she says when she reaches my ear, “turn that frown upside down and let’s
     dance!” Grabbing my arm, she leads me to the dance floor, and with her head she motions
     the two guys to follow us.
 
The guys are cute and dance really well, but there’s no attraction for me. No sparks
     - Spark less . *Sigh* After several songs I’m hot and thirsty, so I get Ciara’s attention and point
     to my cup to let her know I am getting a refill. She nods and I head towards the kitchen,
     when I glance back, she is sandwiched between the two guys and she is having a great
     time.
 
As I’m getting a Coke, some people come in and start to setup a funnel in front of
     the main doorway, positively blocking my way out. Looking around, I decide to take
     the side door instead.  There is a stairway leading up to a second level. Taking the
     stairs, I end up in some sort of sports themed room. There is a pool table, darts,
     and a couple of arcade style machines against the far wall. I am looking for another
     way out when I hear the one thing I was not expecting.
 
“Look who’s here Colton, Biker Girl! And she looks great with or without massive power
     between her legs!”
 
I roll my eyes and slowly turn around. First I notice his friend egging him on – they
     were quite a pair: tall, strong, built like freaking MACK Trucks, but once my eyes
     landed on his blue-gray eyes, I knew I was in deep shit.  He was leaning in for a
     shot at the pool table. Dear Lord, help me! He is wearing dark jeans - tight in all
     the right places - and a light blue shirt with long sleeves rolled up to his elbows.
     A personalized belt buckle with the initials CH. Really, really big cowboy boots.
     His black, messy hair was perfect in every way. His yummy lips were a frame for his
     gorgeous smile. I could not wait to see his legs and most importantly, his ass. Trying
     to ignore the current that started to run through my body the very second I saw him,
     I walk a little towards him in my most self-assured pose: shoulders up, back straight,
     no blinking.
 
Looking straight at him, I seize the moment. “I see you decided to exchange your grass
     diet for a more liquid means of sustenance… I approve.”  He smiles – at least he has
     a sense of humor. There is nothing sexier than a guy who can laugh at himself. He
     starts walking my way. Neither of us could peel our eyes away from each other. He
     was sizing me up, his gaze pleased with