A Blissful Night with My Stepfather

"Damn! He's hot!" Jane bit her lower lip, her eyes locked on the figure that just stepped into the club. Ginny sighed in annoyance and turned to see what had caught her innocent friend's attention. Her jaw dropped and she swallowed hard as she took in the man before them.

He had dark, jet-black hair styled to perfection, a sharp jawline, and intense eyes that seemed to pierce through the crowd. His light gray shirt clung tightly to his body, showcasing his chiseled abs and broad shoulders. His face was almost like being perfect, but more like a piece of art.

"Damn... he's hot" Ginny mumbled, biting her lower lip.

"He sure is" Jane confirmed, their gaze never wavering from the man.

"Here's your drink, miss" The bartender interrupted, setting the bottle down on the glass table. Ginny quickly returned her gaze to face the stranger, but he was no longer there as if he had vanished into thin air. She growled, grabbing the bottle angrily, resisting the urge to yell at the bartender for distracting her.

"Can I say something, miss?" The bartender asked, pouting his pink lips. He was handsome too, but not as much as the guy from earlier. Ginny nodded and took a swig of her drink.

"Take it easy, that's your eighth bottle today. You're a beautiful young lady..."

Ginny suddenly slammed the bottle against the glass table. The bartender cringed, as he quickly moved his gaze from Ginny to the bottle on the table, expecting it to shatter, but the bottle luckily, it didn't.

"A little advice... learn how to mind your own business," Ginny snarled before getting to her feet, staggering backward for a moment. "Let's dance, Jane!" She declared, raising the bottle in the air, making her way toward the dance floor and Jake followed swiftly, staggering as she did.

"Yesss!... Wohoo!" Jane cheered, shaking her butt simultaneously to the rhythm of the jazzy music playing in the background.

"Wanna dance?" A guy extended his hand to her. Jane looked up at his handsome face and slid her hand into his.

"Since I'm already dancing... Of course," she half-grinned. The guy nodded positively as he rhythmically pulled her close, both dancing in unison.

Ginny suddenly stopped dancing, scanning the dance floor. "Where is she?" she groaned, narrowing her eyes.

"Hey, cutie." A deep baritone voice called from behind her. She spun around to see the man from earlier, now standing right in front of her. Immediately, her eyebrows furrowed, and her jaw dropped slightly as she stared at him. He looked even more handsome and hot up closely, making her heart race.

"Wanna dance?" He extended his hand.

"Sure... yes," she stuttered, rushing the last part. Feeling her attractive features, he pulled her close with his hand grabbing her waist. She swallowed hard, placing her hands on his shoulders as they began to dance, moving their bodies to the beat of the music.