《Loving Violet》Chapter 7
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Cole’s P.O.V
There are those scenes in movies when the world just stops when everything goes in slow motion and you feel like the person who you've caught eyes with is the only other person in the world. I always thought that that was just something exaggerated, something to make a point in the story. That it was just movie magic, an author's creative license. Yet here I was unable to take my eyes off of her. The music seemed to fade out, the people all around us faded into the background as if they weren't even there. As cliche as it is, it felt like she and I were the only ones in the room.
Violet looked stunning. Gone was the shy-looking, nerdy girl I had run into this morning instead there was the beautiful, confident, petite woman.
She stood out from the crowd of all the endless girls, all dressed up and trying to catch the attention of some or other people. Violet didn't even have to try. There was this light about her, that even without the stunning clothes and makeup she just stood out from the crowd.
Someone ran past me accidentally knocking my shoulder and simultaneously knocking me from my haze. The noise of everything suddenly rushing back at me, breaking the second of complete and utter silence I had just felt. It felt like minutes when in reality it had only been a few seconds. She captivated me. Somehow in a day she had made me feel things that I never would have ever thought about, that I would have laughed at anyone if they ever told me I was this whipped for a girl and, in a day no less… and then there came Violet…. I was falling fast and hard for her and I don't know how to stop myself, I’m not sure if I want to though.
Figuring I had kept Violet waiting too long as it was, I hurriedly made my way over to her, having to push my way past some people who just didn't seem to move out of the way on their own.
There she was standing at the bar with another girl who looked rather familiar, I just couldn't quite place from where. I’m assuming that that was her best friend Georgie. Georgie looked stunning as well, they both did and it seemed like I wasn't the only person to think so. Men and women all over the club were staring at the two girls, not that I could blame them, they both looked stunning. I couldn't help but feel angry that guys were staring at my Violet though. Well, she's not ‘my’ Violet, well at least not yet. I know Violet had mentioned that Georgie was an up and coming Model. I mean I could see why she was beautiful.
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An Idea struck me as I was approving the girls, Georgie models and I wonder if Violet would…. They would both be perfect for this line that Mia and I were working on as a joint project. I don't want to scare them away, though, so I decided to wait on telling them my idea. I hadn't even met Georgie yet and I barely new Violet.
I was looking forward to getting to know Violet and hopefully, after tonight I will get to spend more time with her and learn all about her.
“Good evening baby,” I said as I leaned down and kissed Violet's cheek while wrapping my one arm around her waist. “You must be Georgie,” I stuck my hand out to greet Georgie, “ It's lovely to meet you.”
“You must be Cole, It’s lovely to meet you too,” Georgie said returning my handshake. “Your club looks amazing, I've been to a lot but this one is really beautiful and I love the different designs on different levels.”
“Thank you. It was months of hard work and lots of planning as well as lots of people, that eventually got us here.”
“Well, it definitely paid off,” Violet chimed in.
“Thank you, love, how about we get you girls some drinks?”
“Fuck yes please,” Georgie said, “After the day’s drama I’m in desperate need of alcohol.” She spun around, grabbing Violet's hand and raced off to the bar. Violet reached out and grabbed my hair as she was pulled out of my hand as if she was used to Georgie's behavior. I guess she was though considering Violet said that they have been friends for years.
I waved the bartender over to us, “Please put these two girls drinks on my tab and don't tell them.” I told him quietly. He just nodded his head in agreement. I didn't feel like fighting with the girls over who was paying for their drinks, I knew they could pay for them themselves but I'd invited them out and it wasn't anything for me to just charge their drinks to my account.
“I’ll have a Jack and Coke,” I said before the bartender turned to the girls to take their drinks.
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“I'll have a Vodka and Sprite, please,” Violet said.
“And I'll have a Malibu with Cream Soda please,” Georgie asked.
Maybe add a few lines of him catching her staring?
We all made polite conversation until our drinks were finished being poured. Suddenly ‘Where would we be’ by Roses came on, I looked at Violet and she just laughed.
“Do you want to go dance?” I asked as we all took our drinks from the bar.
Violet just shook her head, yes, still giggling. With that, I offered my arms to both girls and we all made our way to the dance floor, to dance to what was quickly becoming my new favorite song. Not that I’d tell anyone that.
I wasn't one who would normally dance much but dancing with Georgie and Violet was worth it. As soon as we stepped onto the dance floor Violet’s hips started swaying with the beat, and I watched before my eyes as the shy girl I had spent the day with just melted away, with every second she was dancing she just grew more and more confident. It was the most beautiful slight. I mean don't get me wrong she was hot as hell just from the way she was dancing but watching her grow this confidence that she had been lacking all day was way hotter.
Then there was the way she and Georgie were dancing together… Oh my fuck. It was every man's wet dream. Two drop-dead gorgeous girls grinding all over each other… If I didn't know any better I would assume the two girls were in a relationship. They would dance all over each other and honestly it was the sexiest thing ever.
After dancing for a while Georgie had found some guy she wanted to dance with and so Violets gaze turned to me. The way her eyes looked at me, it was as if that streak of fire that I had seen hiding all day was released. She seemed like a different person. Her gaze was filled with this fire and boy was I glad it was directed at me. Dancing with Violet was insane until she started to grind and dance right on me. It became more and more difficult for me to keep my thoughts of pure intentions and not of all of the things that I wanted to do with her.
Soon enough all of us had finished our drinks and decided to take a break from dancing to get more drinks. Somewhere on our walk from the dance floor to the bar Violet and Georgie had the great idea to do shots so here we where at the bar all standing with a line of shots before us and people all around us chanting. “Shots! Shots! Shots!”
Violet, Georgie and I raised our first shot and clinked them together, “First to finish all five wins!” Georgie promptly told both of us. “On the count of three, One…. Two…. Three!” With that, we all started downing our shots.
What surprised me the most was that Violet won. I had honestly thought that it would have been Georgie or I who had won. Georgie seemed like she went out a lot and could handle herself and I certainly did, especially with all of my clubs. But it seems that I underestimated apparently-not-so-innocent Violet. She dragged me back to the dance floor along with Georgie and we danced for another few songs before deciding that she wanted more shots and something else to drink. Somewhere in between the many rounds of shots we had and all the dancing, everything became super blurry....
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