Asteros (6)

"Let's dance." I whispered into Max's ear. I stroked his dark brown curls. Then I pulled at them, twisting them around my fingers. Feeling the silky smooth texture against my hands.
"Here? Now?" He said in that smooth velvet voice I had been so accustomed to hearing.
Then he raised one arched eyebrow. questioning my sanity, I'm sure.

Without waiting for max, I stepped onto the table. Then I started dancing. Truth be told, I can't dance. I never could dance. But I love the dance. I love moving my body, and feeling feel. Not thinking, but moving, but feeling. Moving your body to match the sound of the music.

My eyes are closed now, but I can feel their stares pouring against my back.

"Kitty, people are staring." Max said

"So?" I asked, wondering why he would even tell me that people are staring at me. Doesn't it look to him if I care? If I glance back to see what other people think. What other people are doing? oh please! Like I would ever do that.

"Miss I'm going to either ask you to sit down or leave. Your interrupting the other custom's." A woman said

I opened my eyes but I didn't stop dancing. "Why would you say such a thing? I mean how am I interrupting them? They do not have to look over here. I'm not forcing them to look at me. They can choose to look somewhere else; to gossip about something else.

This is America and is my damn right to dance on tables! If I so please so! And if anyone has a problem with me dancing on tables they can take it up with the constitution! Because this is my freedom of speech. Only I'm speaking through my dance!"

The woman blinked her eyes. Then she stared at Max. Your girlfriend's crazy; she said with her eyes.

"I'm going to have to ask you to leave." The woman said

"Kitty, c'mon." Max said

"No." I said defiantly.

"No?" He said in surprise. I don't think I've said no to him before.

"Were very sorry Miss." Max said then he grabbed me off the table and swung me over his shoulders. With very little effort, I might add.

"IT IS IN MY RIGHT AS A CITIZEN OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA To DANCE ON TABLES!" I sung all the way out. Over and over.

Once we were outside, Max placed me down on the ground.

"Your insane. They wanted us out of that restaurant so bad that I didn't even have to pay the cheek." His arms pull me toward him, trapping me against his body. His body feels so warm against mine.

"Your so warm." I whisper and push my body against his. Only it doesn't feel like it's enough. I feel like I need to get closer. Though I don't think we could get closer then this.

I rub his chest with my hands, making circles on his shirt. "So....are you going to break up with me?"

His deep golden brown pierce into my eyes. The contact between our eyes is so strong that is sends shivers throughout my body. Then his deep brown eyes warm me. That's what I needed for my answer. I breathed in relieved; his not breaking up with me.

Human contact is whole another language. Like the language of music, dance, writting and various things. You don't need to necessary communicate by words. Human contact is a way more powerful, excessive way to communicate then a few simple words.

"Why would you even think that!" Max said

"I was testing you. Making sure you could handle the way I am." I said

Unexpectingly he slams my body into the wall with his; hard. Then he bites my neck so hard that I'm surprised that he doesn't break the skin. It's a move of power.

"You silly girl. I think you will be the one running away from me!" He says and chuckles at that thought.
I continue to touch his chest. Only this time I run my hands up and down his chest. "You know I don't think your dark secret is really that bad."

"The secret itself isn't that bad. But if I open up to you that way, I'll never be able to hide anything from you. You would know everything and-" He pauses, shaking his head. I don't think he likes the idea of me knowing everything about him. But why?.............

I press a gentle kiss to his lips. A sweet but brief moment where our lips touch. Then ever so gently pull away from each other. One of his hand stays on my waist but the other one
goes to the back of my neck. He runs his hands up and down my neck.

"Why would that be so bad?" I asked

He stopped touching me everything and then he whispered. "Think about one thing that's very personally to you. That you haven't told anyone. That you don't want anyone to know."

I did.

"Okay I don't have dark secrets or anything terrible bad. It's just if I open up to you that way...I'll never have a mind of my own. You would never want someone to know all your desires, all your secrets, everything.

This way...my secret....You would everything. My every thought thought....my every move... I would have no privacy of my own. Ever again. I just don't think I want that. I don't think I ever want that."

"So you read minds?"

Max bites his bottom lip for a moment before answering me. "Not exactly."

"But it's close?"

No answer. Reading minds is close though.

"So I better check werewolf and vampire off the list then?"

He laughs loudly. "You have a list?"

"Yes I made list of possible things."

"I'll never guess it Kitty. You should give up." Then he pulls me into his chest and kisses my head. "And baby girl, what happens if you find out what it is and it ruins everything for us? What if it destroys our relationship?"