“Go dance with her Aaron.” Dave urges as the woman looks over at him again and smiles. You’re not going to sit around here and watch this shit. You let out a tiny huff, of frustration then slide off your bar stool, grab Penny’s hand and drag her out onto the dance floor.
“What are we doing?” She asks with a laugh.
“We are going to find us some hotties and dance our asses off. The boys are being boring.”
“Alright. I’m in.” She laughs as the two of you begin to move to the music. You move your way further into the crowd, Penelope’s hand is wrapped in yours as you make your way to the very middle. The next song fades into the previous and you grin. You love this song! You roll your hips and grind down against the air to the beat of the song. A pair of hands wrap around your hips and you raise an eyebrow at Penelope. She gives a tiny nod and you lean back into the stranger. His shoulders are broad and his stomach is firm and he’s a horrible dancer. He’s basically grinding his dick against your ass. You roll your eyes at Penelope who has to stifle a laugh as your dance partner wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you flush against him. It’s not the most comfortable position but at least he’s trying to dance, and not just standing there while you’re dancing against him. That’s worse than having a bad dancer. As the song changes yet again your partner slides his hand a little too low. You grab it and put it back on your hip.
“Don’t get any ideas.” You warn him over your shoulder, getting your first glance at him. He’s not unattractive, blonde hair, blue eyes and an easy smile.
“Sorry darlin’.” He drawls in a southern accent. You grin at him then turn back to Penelope whose now dancing with Derek.
“Ow ow!” You yell over the music and she waves you off. You laugh, you love teasing them about their supposed friendship and all the nicknames. The guy you were dancing with moves away but before you turn to look his hands are back. As you move you realize this can’t be the same man. His moves are better, smoother, more confident. His hands aren’t holding you as tightly but he’s confident that you’re not going anywhere. You lean back into him and his chest brushes your shoulder blades. One of his hands presses against your stomach and you swear you’ve got butterflies in your stomach. You manage to catch a glimpse of him and you’re pleased to find that it’s Aaron.
“Well well look who finally got off his ass and out onto the dance floor.” You tease.
“Well he was getting a bit handsy.”
“Wait a minute.” You turn toward him and stare up at your best friends boss. “Were you jealous?”
“No.” He says his eyes not quite meeting yours.
“Liar.” You challenge running a thumb along his jaw while wrapping your hand around the back of his neck. He looks down at you in surprise but it’s his turn to make the move. He doesn’t disappoint, he presses his lips to yours and you hardly register that the song changes with his mouth pressed to yours. It’s not a overly passionate or desperate kiss but it demands every ounce of your attention. You can feel it all the way to your toes, like you’ve been struck by lightening.
“Thank god!” You hear Penny yell over the music the second you pull away from him. You laugh and drop your head to his shoulder.
“Wanna get out of here? Get some dinner and talk?” He says into your ear, you nod then he takes your hand and leads you off of the dance floor. You see Dave shoot Aaron a grin and can’t help the smile that crosses your face as he leads you out to the quiet night.
For the anon who asked for 46 (Wait a minute. Are you jealous?) with Hotch