I felt hands on my waist. I kept dancing, knowing that a stranger was probably dancing behind me and I was rubbing myself on him. That's what usually happen in clubs, right? I turned around and saw a blond guy. Unknown to me. A complete handsome stranger. I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Hello" he greeted in a husky voice. He did seem to have complete control over himself, which means that he was not drunk.

"Hey" I breathed as we started moving along with the beat of the song, his leg was between mine as I grinded on him. He knew how to dance for sure....