Chapter 2 2

I lifted my hand into the air, inviting everyone's gaze onto my body. The man behind me began to grind, and I matched his rhythm. His hands traced the exposed skin of my midriff top. When I turned around, I found myself face to face with those familiar gray eyes. I halted my dance, staring at the guy.

"Hey, babe," Ethan greeted me. I tilted my head, flipping my long, straight hair. Embracing his neck, I pulled him closer until our lips nearly touched. His kiss left me breathless.

Cobra StarShip played in the background as I danced before Vincent Falcon. Our eyes met, and he grinned, revealing perfect white teeth.

"I recognize your type. Boy, you're dangerous. Yeah, you're that guy I'd be foolish to trust. But just one night couldn't be so wrong. You make me want to lose control."

"Tease," he whispered. I giggled, biting his lip. "Are you the one being teased now, E?" His grip on my waist indicated he was already seduced.

We made out on the dance floor. If I were to rank Ethan among the boys I've kissed, he'd be the best. Yet, I'm an alpha girl, not allowing any guy to dictate my kisses.

"She was so shy till I drove her wild."

After dancing, we headed to the bar. Ethan, panting, presented salt, shot glasses, brandy, and scotch. "Wanna play?" he smirked. "The first one to get angry will be licked."

"Body shot? My god," I exclaimed. Grabbing the salt, I poured it on his wrist, drank brandy, and displayed my empty glass to him.

"You're no fun," I remarked. Ethan removed his leather jacket, revealing a white undershirt. "What is your cup size?" he asked bluntly.

"They're really small!" I gasped, covering my boobs. "No, they're not!" Ethan circled them with his thumb and forefinger, asserting they were small.

"Are you pissed. You lost your cool, babe," he said, pouring salt on my chest. I protested as he smirked. "Why? Just a game, right?"

"I recognize your type. Yeah, daddy's little girl. Just take a bite, let me shake up your world. 'Cause just one night couldn't be so wrong. I'm gonna make you lose control."

Ethan's hand glided through my collarbone as he pressed his lips to my skin during the body shot. Afterward, he gulped his shot, saying, "Tasty."

"So hot," I commented, adjusting my skirt. "Oh yeah," he chuckled. I attempted to seduce Falcon but got annoyed-I won't lose this body shot game.

"Oh, she's got a way with them boys in the place."

Treat them like they don't stand a chance,

And he has a way with the girls in the back,

Acting like they're too hot to dance.

"Pissed now, babe?" he asked. I pouted before shrugging. I shifted my chair closer, bringing our knees together. I looked up at him and smiled, placing my hands on his lap, near his precious thing, then flipped my hair.

"Aroused now, babe?" I challenged. He just chuckled and shook his head.

"You will not let me win this thing, aren't you?" he teased. I licked my lips before shaking my head. His eyes darkened as he looked at me, knowing it's just a little more push before I win.

"Oh, I will never lose to you, Ethan Falcon. Losing is never an option," I replied. I slowly adjusted my posture, looking directly at him.

"And winning is never a possibility for you, baby. No one has beaten me yet," he asserted.

"Then I'll be the first," I quickly retorted. Ethan leaned back in his chair, staring at me. His finger grazed his lips as he softly chewed on it.

"Speechless?" I laughed at him, perhaps irritating him with the sound of my laughter. He quickly pulled me, covering my laughter with his lips. He gently tugged on my lower lip while his hands explored my body. We both groaned simultaneously before I pushed him away, both of us left breathless.

"You're panting. Sorry that I'm a better kisser than you," I arrogantly said. He just laughed before shaking his head. His hand rested on my waist as he looked at me.

"A good kisser? Darling, you're only passable," he teased. My smile vanished from my phenomenal face. How dare he! I'm an excellent kisser! Maybe Ethan's lips are the ones turned upside down!

"I make them good girls go bad,

I make them good girls go bad."

"You have to admit it now. I am the best kisser you've ever met," I insisted. Ethan traced my lips with his finger, examining them.

"These lips are the sweetest I've ever tasted, Avvi, but sorry to say, I've been kissed more passionately by other girls," he countered. I pouted and smacked his hand away. He's so irritating!

"Oh really?"

"Yup. Don't worry; I'll teach you how to kiss properly," he said, attempting to lighten my now annoyed mood. He ran his fingers through his hair before sighing, gazing at me while his fingers still played with my hair.

I suddenly got nervous from the way he looked at me-full of affection and care. Even his touch on my hair was gentle and tender. I knew what that meant. I quickly moved away, but his hands prevented me from escaping.

"Don't fall in love with me!" I warned. His narrow eyes widened before he laughed.

"That's impossible. You might be the one falling for me. Remember, the deal," he arrogantly told me. I raised an eyebrow and mimicked his laugh.

"Falling? For you? Not even close," I retorted. He grinned at me before pulling me closer.

"Wanna bet?" he proposed. I grinned back, nodding.

"You will fall first," I declared.

"You will fall first," he challenged. I tilted my head to the side. Oh no, Ethan Falcon, I am the master of the game. I will not lose, never.