when marimba rhythms start to play, dance with me, make me [sway]

[revvthatferrari]

Who: Jeanette and Lucil
When: Saturday (13 days after [i'm some kind of badass])
Where: Latin Dance Club
Rating: PG-13ish
The room was bustling with noise; a din of low tones that seemed to drone in her ear even as she stood in her dressing room at the end of a lone hallway. The stage was built like a giant T, with the tail sticking out into the

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[revvthatferrari]

Ferrari let out a sigh and small shrug. "Yea, I suppose you're right. My bed does sound much more comfortable then this table. Then again, anywhere sounds perfect so long as you're with me." she chuckled at her own cheesy line. She glanced back up at the stars and sobered slightly. "I really missed this. Just me and you, doing what we want. Cuddling just because we could." She fell silent again, holding the girl close before she shifted and pulled away, slowly getting back off the table. She smiled up at her girlfriend and held out a hand to help her off as well."So let's go home and share my bed, shall we?" she invited, winking lightly before she turned and led them back inside then out to the parking lot, where her car lay in wait. She smiled inwardly at the feel of Lucil's warm hand in hers.

Tonight had been one hell of a ride, but Ferrari wouldn't change what happened. I guess it just took a little hurt emotions to get the truth out. That truth being neither of them were over the other yet. Being together was much more then she had expected the night to bring. She'd expected to come dance, win and go home. Not dance, have an argument, sing and dance with Lucil, have another fight and then suddenly have her girlfriend back. She could get used to having Lucil's hand back in her own, though.