He gazed at her in astonishment and quickly closed his mouth, glancing around hoping no one noticed. The audience roared to life as she belted out that last word of a song he didn’t recognize. Many of the individuals praised her with applause, whistles and hoots. She flashed the audience a sly smile, flipped her shoulder length crow colored curly hair over her should and strutted off the stage.
His steely cold sky colored eyes followed her as she took a seat at the bar. She reached into her silver studded clutch and pulled out a compact mirror. She looking into it, and noticed in the reflection of the mirror someone was watching her. She didn’t react; she simply reached into her clutch and pulled out a raspberry colored lipstick. She slowly applied the lipstick while studying the appearance of the individual who was watching her. She found him quiet attractive…but too young to be in an environment as such. The young man was still watching her, and he knew. He knew that she was watching him.
She closed her compact mirror, and returned it into her clutch and turned around to face the young man. She stared him, hoping he would look away. He continued to stare at her, completely aware he was lacking subtleness. She got off her chair and approached him.
“Did you enjoy the show?” she asked. He didn’t respond right away. He stared at for several seconds then said “You sang beautifully”. She didn’t thank him for the compliment. She had become accustomed to individuals telling her that.
“Do you sing?” she asked curiously
He chuckled and said “No. Not like you. You come here often?”
She raised an eyebrow suspiciously and said “Every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. How about you?”
“Just scoping the place out, heard there were beautiful singers here” he said flashing her devious smile.
She smiled slightly and asked “Anyone in particular?”
“I met one, just a few minutes ago” he replied.
She took a step closer to him and “Really?”
“Yeah, you’re the 2nd best singer I’ve seen tonight” he said.
She took a step back, insulted “Whose the first?!” she asked with hint of jealously in her voice.
“You didn’t see her? She came on before you went on stage” he said tauntingly.
A smile spread across her face and she said knowingly
“I was first”. She waited hoping he would react after being caught in a lie. He didn’t even bat an eye.
“They must have a damn good radio” he said smiling.
“If you like the radio, I’m sure you’ll enjoy the show live” she replied.
“I already did, but I’ll like to see it again”. She smiled at him
“Come back on Monday and you will” she said reassuringly.
“I heard you hold the best midnight shows” she said smiling alluringly
“Come Monday night and you’ll see” she replied. She gave him a quick wink and sashayed out of the club.
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