Chasing Sofia

Chapter 9 - Precipitation

Sofia

“Dance with me?”

I look over at Adrian and he has this hopeful look in his eyes, as if he’s expecting me to say no. Doesn’t he understand by now I can only say yes to him?

I nod at him and he smiles. He slowly reaches down my arm until he clutches my hand and leads me to the dance floor. Nico and Ana are engaged in what looks like a serious conversation by the bar, so I don’t even think they notice when we leave. They need alone time anyway. Plus, I certainly don’t mind being alone with Adrian.

He takes me almost to the complete other side of the dance floor, but we’re still surrounded by a lot of people. He immediately grabs me by the waist, pulling me towards him, but leaving a gap in between us.

God, he is so handsome. He’s not even that dressed up tonight but he still looks incredible in just a black shirt and jeans. I never thought I would feel this way about him, but I must admit I got insanely jealous when that other Sofia girl showed up. It wasn’t so much that they hooked up before, although it still bothered me on some level. I get it, Adrian is a guy and that’s what they do. Him probably more than others, but that was in the past. But the way she just automatically jumped all over him, like she owned him or had a claim on him, made me want to rip off her perfectly French manicured hands from his chest.

Is that what guys like? Ugh, maybe I should go get a manicure. Or at least start taking better care of myself. Truth is, I don’t have the first clue on how to get a guy’s attention, but for whatever reason Adrian seems interested in me tonight so I’ll take it.

Someone bumps into me from behind and Adrian quickly moves us away. I place my hands on his biceps to steady myself and they automatically flex a bit. Wow, I forget how strong he is. I’m not able to appreciate it that long because he soon reaches down to grab my hands and brings them behind his neck.

Hmm. I thought he didn’t like this based on his reaction to the other girl when she did it. But he sighs contently when my fingers grab hold of the back of his hair. His hands fall to my hips and he starts swaying me slowly to the music. Oh my. He’s such a good dancer and this position is incredibly sexy. I think this may be my new favorite feeling in the world. Besides falling asleep with Adrian, of course.

I recognize a Lana Del Rey song playing in the background. It’s the slow version I prefer and it couldn’t be more perfect for this moment. I wish I could stay like this forever.

Adrian brings his head down towards me and rests his forehead against mine. I’m so glad I decided to wear heels because he could easily kiss me like this if he were to lower his mouth only an inch or so. His breath feels so close to mine and I want so badly to reach up and press my lips against his.

As if he could hear my thoughts, his mouth starts to lower, but it travels towards my ear instead and I think I whimper.

“I missed you, Sofia. So much, darling,” he whispers.

I close my eyes at his words and I feel his lips softly press against my neck in a kiss. He does it just once, but I immediately feel goosebumps travel down my back and my fingers dig into him as I try to regain my balance.

I manage to open my eyes again and I meet his. They’re hooded, yet deep, and so, so wonderful to look at. God, I want him so badly. “I missed you too, Adrian,” I whisper back. More than you’ll ever know.

He smiles and seems to be considering something. But then he gulps and looks back towards the bar and I know he’s thinking about Nico seeing us together. Sometimes he worries too much.