"Sure."

I can't believe it. I take out my phone from my back pocket and hand it over to Sophia.

When I first saw her last weekend in my club, I was mesmerised. She was beautiful. Her slim tiny body swaying to the beat of the music, her brunette shiny hair floating around her. She caught me staring at her but then some drunk girl crashed into her and she was soaked. I never saw her again after that. I thought it had been a dream.

But then, I literally nearly took her out with that coffee shop door earlier today, I couldn't believe my luck. Fate was definitely on my side. Although I was disappointed in myself when I couldn't find the words to talk to her. And I lost my chance as she rushed off in to the coffee shop and I had a meeting to get to.

And then here we are tonight, I knew I couldn't let her get away again. It fucking sucks that Brent had the worst timing when I'd just sat her down with drink ready to get to know her.

"Here you go." She hands my phone back to me and I slip it into my pocket, my eyes not leaving hers.

"So I'll text you around midnight when I head to the club and you can join me there?"

"Sounds good. Oh wait, can my friends come too?" She asks.

"Of course. I gotta go but I'll see you later Sophia."

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"Thanks, Boss." Brent pats my back as I sign the last of the documents.

"You coming to the club? It's Jack's first night back tonight."

Jack is the club manager and Brent runs the bar, both my good friends for years now. Jack has just had a 2 week holiday to Dubai with his girlfriend and we were going to have a drink tonight at the club.

"Sure thing man, I need to fucking get some tonight." He states.

Honestly, the guys try and set me up all the time but I'm just never interested. I've had a few girlfriends in college and university but nothing serious. I've never had that spark with anyone.

"What about that hottie you were just talking to? You having her tonight?"

"Come on man, don't talk about her like that. She doesn't seem the type." I haven't told the guys about my mystery brunette that I haven't been able to stop thinking about since Saturday. I couldn't believe my luck when she accepted my offer for later tonight.

"Although, I did invite her to the club tonight." I tell him, taking my phone out and looking at the reply text me with. She's cute, I sent her the location of the club and she replied with, 'Wow, cool club, see you there x'.

"Woah, Hunter, I'm fucking proud of you."

"Yeah, yeah. Come on, let's close up and head out." I say closing down the office and locking the door.

I drive us to the club in my BMW, I drank only one beer earlier so I'm fine to drive. As we pull up Adam one of my best friends and head of security is working the doors tonight. He bumps my fist as me and Brent walk into the club.

My eyes immediately darting around to see if I could see Sophia.

It had been 30 minutes since I arrived at the club and I'm still yet to see my girl. I sent her a text when I arrived but nothing. I can feel the anxiety in me, thinking about how I've already fucked this up.

That is until long brunette hair flying around the dancefloor catches my eye. I turn myself into the view that is Sophia and her friends dancing wildly on the dancefloor. Reggaeton is playing, this was the genre that was on at the weekend, it's the same DJ. Well, I know her favourite music at least.

I can't get my feet to start moving, my girl is swaying her hips back and forth, swinging her hair side to side and moving her hands up and down her body. My throat is dry and I shift my trouser crotch area as discreetly as possible. I make my way over to her from behind and I can't take my eyes off her ass.

I'm close up behind her now, her back is pressed against my front. I hear her gasp at the contact. I carefully place my hands on either side of her hips as she turns her head to one side and looks up at me. Our eyes meet and I feel instant heat radiating from her. She blushes and giggles turning back around, I look up and see her friends nodding and dancing further away slightly so I looks obvious that me and Sophia are dancing as a couple.

"I've been looking for you. You didn't reply to my text." I bend down and whisper in her ear.

"Sorry Hunter, my phone died." She replies.

"How about we get a drink and chat for a little bit?" I ask.

"One more song and then we can?" She offers.

"Deal."

Another upbeat song blasts through the club speakers and I can tell that Sophia is having a great time.

The way her body moves into mine is making it really hard for me not to kiss the hell out of her. Her ass keeps pushing against my dick and I'm running out of will power here.

Finally the song comes to an end and Sophia turns to face me, a huge smile on her face.

"Drinks now?"

I nod and grab her hand leading her through the crowd. Ignoring the tingling feeling in my arm at the contact with her.

I start guiding her upstairs of the club and she hesitates, pulling her tiny hand out of mine.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"This is the VIP section isn't it?" I nod yes.

"Well, I'm not VIP."

"This is my club, you can go wherever you like, come on."

She takes my hand again as I finish leading her upstairs. It's quieter up here so we can have a drink and chat in peace. I really wanna get to know Sophia.

"Vodka cranberry with ice?" I ask her. I made a mental note of her drink choice from the bar earlier.

She nods, "You remembered?"

"Of course." I smile.

The bartender prepares our drinks immediately and I guide Sophia over to a corner seat, which is one of the only empty spaces up here. We sit side by side in close proximity, while I try to make her feel as comfortable around me as possible.

"So, you own The Velvet Room too?" Sophia asks after taking a long sip of her drink, she crosses one leg over the other and pushes her hair back over her shoulder.

"Yes, I studied business at uni and then got myself into the bar and club sector. I've owned the Lava Lounge for around 8 years now and this place around 3." I tell her.

"That's cool, how old are you?" She asks.

"I'm 31, and you?"

"I'm 24." She replies, taking another sip from her drink, licking her lips afterwards.

"Are you from London?" She continues.

"I am, I'm guessing by your northern accent your not?" I smile at her.

"No, I'm from Manchester. My Mom and Dad still live there, I visit when I can."

"That's nice. What you do you for work here in London?" I ask.

"Oh, uh- I'm a Yoga Instructor and Barista. Not as fancy as owning a business but it pays the rent." She shrugs her shoulders.

"No that's cool, you must enjoy it?"

"Yeah, I love what yoga can do for your body and mind. And the coffee shop is like not even work to me. It's actually the coffee shop you bumped into me at, Aroma?"

No way. I have been going to that place for year's. How could I have never seen this gorgeous girl before now. My mind then wanders to how flexible Sophia must be and how easily her body was moving to be beat of the music earlier.

"Yeah, I remember." I state, the sides of my mouth beginning to ache with how much smiling I've done in the last hour of being with Sophia.

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After another hour or 2, Sophia's friends find us dancing and let us know they were heading home. They we both very drunk and I couldn't tell if Sophia wanted to go with them or whether she was actually enjoying spending time with me.

"I'm gonna stay if that's ok with you?" She tells her friends then turns and asks me directly.

I clear my throat, shocked that she must have liked our last couple of hours together. "Of course, I'll make sure she gets home okay girls." I let her friends know. Sophia introduced us before our last drink and they all seem like pretty cool girls. They all met at college here in London and they have been best friends since.

They hugged Sophia goodbye and I turned her body to face me, while I asked her a question I had been dying to all night.

"Sophia, can I kiss you?"

The next thing I know Sophia's hands are on my chest and our mouth's collide into each other. She is an amazing kisser. The sweet smell of her perfume drifts up my nose as I inhale. I push my luck and let my tongue skim her bottom lip, begging to be let in her mouth. She accepts as I deepen the kiss, our tongues swirling around together. My hands holding her waist. She feels so good in my arms. I don't want to open my eyes, because if I do I'm anxious she will realise she has made a mistake by kissing me. But when she pulls away from the kiss, she looks up at me and smiles, then I hear her voice.

"Hunter ... "

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