Hey guys, thanks for the comments and here what you’ve been waiting for. LOL

Spencer’s thoughts, Songs, text messages, past events are in italics.

On with the show:

Chapter eight: Turn Me On!!!!!

“Hey Glen, how do you feel about dancing?”

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As we made our way to the door, Bobby waved us in.

Masses of bodies were slammed against each other. We fought our way through the crowd and got table.

“Damn it’s like an orgy in here.” I shouted over the music. Aiden laughed and turned back to the dance floor.

“Aiden, see anything you like out there?” I asked as I smirked. He shook his head no and continued on the prowl.

“Boy, you want my body, wanna ride it like a Harley. Once or twice around the block I bet I’ll have you saying whoa, whoa!”

 “Do you want to get some drinks?” He whispered in my ear. I nodded and we headed to the bar.

 “What can I get you girl?” The bartender asked.

“A Bay Breeze please. Oh Aiden wants a Gin and Tonic too.” He smiled and got to work.

“First stop, let me pop, drop like a helicop. Pay attention on me while I show you the scenario.”

“Alright here ya go Spence, tell Aiden hi.”

Poor Corey, the guy’s been after Aiden for months.

Aiden wouldn’t notice it if it bit him in the ass. Actually scratch that, he might notice since he likes it up the ass!

 Hmmm I’m thinking a little mission is in order. Operation Homo! (Not meant to offend)

“Thanks Cor.” I smiled and left.

“Alright Aid, drink up boy, were going to hit the floor.”

I grabbed his hand and headed to the dance area. My body pressed up against his. His hand slowly made their way to my hips. The DJ started transitioning into another song. Damn this shit’s hot.

 “P…P…Point em out, point em out if you see a hater point em out, point em out. D…D…D …Damn, I thought you knew me by way you’re talking to me You get any closer to me. Ten I might just have to let it go. F…F…F…First things first that ain’t your girlfriend, cause I’m a big flirt, so that aint you girlfriend. What you need a hook, I’m a lover not a fighter.”