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" oh Nick!! Not again!!" Rosalind shrieks as Nick turned the plastic button on the stereo louder that it vibrated within the house.
Stealthy with his walking her came across her and pulled out his hands for her to dance.
Gladly taking her hand upon his, they glided through the area in total awe, never blinking as they delved into each other's fruitful soul from behind their different mirrors.


In that same magical moment..she remembered the first night she had met Nick. It was unbelievably expected when he glances around the roaring from the vivacious room, looking to attend another gal for the time being. But when he saw her, he could not resist. Unconsciously swinging his vodka and orange juice he grasped so tightly in his big hands, he decided to go for the inevitable hunt.
Glossing his way slowly through everyone whom was lost upon their own evening conversing, he finally was a few feet from this gorgeous target of his.

He wanted her and there was no force from within the world that could ever still the hammering that his clock may speak of.

Deep sighing, he quietly engages into her sight and like a storm that was stirring in an explosion from his damaged soul, he spoke.
" Hi there..I'm.."
" Nick..yes I know who you are." she sternly said directing her gaze away for the sake of never feeling pain that came abroad his ship. But of course Nick was persistent.
" Well...aren't we a little ginger snap." he retored which caused a honey-like smile to escape from underneath her branches on insecurity.
He knew very well that this one will be tricky to obtain. Her wispy red curls drapes across her bloomed face that was light-fevered with joy on her cheeks. Her almond eyes glowing a witch-like that was a deniable sorrowed. And when she laughs, oh god it was like nothing he could ever describe, she was full of moonlight and he was dying to spill even the most scared white of ink it brings. Her body tight with the flowing lavender dress she was wearing, showing off deepened curves of rare beauty that astounds him.
" Sorry..I'm not used to being hit on by famous guys,especially you." She answered which spun his head in a million webs he cannot control.
Especially me? He wondered as she placed down her beer and folded her fingers along her perfected hips. Licking his lips tenderly, he was not sure how long the desire stayed with him, but if it must stay, it will never leave.
" Do you..um..wanna dance?" he asked in a cheesy expression and she thought wonderfully to herself this chance of an invitation he expressed.
" Sure..why not." she giggled as he took a hold of her fragile presence and knocking his way over to the dance floor.


What started as a fast pace movement of their hearts collapse to be turned to a wildfire of a closure of hot velvet tangling together. Suddenly though, he drowned into her perfumed scent of natural passion before he pressed his pink petals against her own, delving in her nectar taste in pure lust which soon melted and he felt something more..something forgivable.
As they both pulled away at the same time, they only stared and stopped moving for a moment, to be encountered an unusual force that reckoned their now shaken bodies.
" wow." was all Nick could sliver as she returned the favor, letting themselves rip away to fetch another drink. What seemed like minutes turned to hours, laughing, joking and just releasing everything else burned in-between. She glanced down at her phone to realize it was a little after 1 a.m and she quickly collected her belongings while feeling a warmth of heated flesh on hers.
" Will I ever see you again?"
She lingered as she grabbed his phone and started to punch her number in. Nick just sat there in a daze and memorized how daring this woman really is. After she was done wanting to kill off a desire to pounce on him but instead she straddled herself upon him, giving him a tight squeeze on his muscular arms. Faintly painting more delicious kisses on his neck and moved up and nibbled his ear...mumbling " Of course baby." And with that she too off, and he could only watch her stream across cocktail lights in utter silence.
Daydreaming..with her in his future...he only knew from the loudness in his cages rattling so much that he didn't even hear AJ calling him.
" Nick? Earth to Nick. Come on let's go dude we have an morning meeting tomorrow!" He shouted as Nick snapped away from his rioted heart that pounds too fierce in flesh. There was no sure way how he could respond but only this...
" Rosalind..."


Reopened her windows, she star-gazed into the man she was wildly in love with. As she snaked her arms around him, the memory over and now replaying within her own storm that threatens to tear everything away.
Though passion is amazingly raw and dripping with pureness, there were flaws in every mirror.
She wondered when it will boil over to a point where blossoms they grew together will choke on the ashes of regret. Rosalind tried not to, she tried so hard and like him...she was dealing with her own demons.
His heavy drinking.
Her self-destructive ways.
Clashing as she knew of a war that hinders on their back..now swollen tightly on their chests..their hearts are the only pawns into what they had worked hard over.




The only question remains....
when will it continue to rain fears,fears that will dissolve their names across pavements....