Party Heat
The party had started. Music played softly, lights sparkled everywhere, and people dressed in fancy clothes were talking, drinking, and laughing. Muri looked beautiful in a dark red dress. It showed just enough skin to tease but still looked classy. Her lips were glossy, her eyes shining with excitement—and a little mischief.
Lex walked in wearing a black suit. He looked sharp and cool, but his eyes kept finding Muri in the crowd. She walked up to him slowly, her heels clicking on the marble floor.
"You clean up well, Mr. Employee," she said with a smirk.
He raised an eyebrow. "You don't look so innocent tonight."
"I'm never innocent," she whispered near his ear, her warm breath making him tense up for a second.
The music changed to a slow, romantic song. People began to dance.
"Dance with me?" she asked, already pulling him by the hand before he could answer.
Their bodies moved slowly. Her chest pressed against his. His hand rested low on her back. They didn't talk—just felt. Her hand moved up to his neck, fingers playing with the soft hair there.
"Why do you keep looking at me like that?" Lex asked, his voice husky.
"Because I'm thinking about your lips," she answered. "And how they'd taste."
Lex blinked. "You're trouble."
"Maybe," she said with a wicked smile. "But you like trouble."
He pulled her a little closer, their faces only inches apart. She could feel his heartbeat. He could smell the sweetness of her perfume.
"I dare you," she whispered.
"To what?"
"To kiss me."
Chapter Five: First Kiss
Lex looked into Muri's eyes. They were full of fire. She wasn't joking. She really meant it.
"I dare you to kiss me," she had said.
His hands gripped her waist a little tighter. She looked so soft, so close. Her lips were slightly parted, waiting.
Lex leaned in slowly. Muri didn't move—she watched him, her heart beating fast. When their lips finally touched, it was soft at first. Just a gentle brush. But then…
She pulled him closer.
The kiss deepened.
Lex's hand moved up her back, into her hair, holding her gently but firmly. Muri let out a small, breathy sound against his lips. It sent a warm rush through his whole body. His lips were warm, firm, but careful—as if he was trying not to go too far too fast.
But Muri didn't want careful.
She kissed him harder, standing on her tiptoes, pressing into him. Her body fit against his like they were made for each other. Lex pulled away for just a second, looking into her eyes.
"This is crazy," he said softly.
"I don't care," she whispered. "I've wanted this since the first day."
He smiled, then kissed her again—this time slower, but deeper.
Around them, the party kept going, but they didn't notice anything else.
Only each other.