Guarded Hearts by L.A. Corvill

Apple?” The Po!son Apple is the club’s specialty drink. I don't even know what's in it, but I'm so tempted not to have her hold the alcohol.
    The sisters and I have our drinks, all except Kylie. I turn around to look out onto the dance floor and I can't help myself when I look over at the DJ booth. I see Kylie laughing at something Nix must have said. I have to admit, I'm jealous. He likes her and doesn't like me. I can feel my heart race and feel the bass in the music coursing through my body. I scan the club and notice a guy looking at me. I give him a smile. He winks at me and begins to head towards me.
    “Hey, gorgeous, wanna dance?” he asks in my ear. I set my drink down, look back at him, and take his arm so he can lead the way. As I'm walking toward the dance floor I glance back to the DJ booth and see Kylie running her fingers down Nix’s chest. Then I can't see anymore, because bodies are blocking my view. I turn around and focus on dancing. I can feel the adrenaline, everyone around me moving. My eyes are closed as I feel the beat and move with it, when suddenly I feel a hand on my hip. I open my eyes to see the guy who asked me to dance. He's good-looking, tall, with blonde hair and a muscular body. I can’t see his eyes, because it’s so dim, but he wants me. He turns me around so my back faces him. He places both hands on my hips and we keep moving to the music. Keeping my eyes closed, all I can think is that his touch doesn’t compare to Nix’s. Dammit Olivia, stop it!
    The beat continues as the song changes, so I turn around to signal to him I'm heading back to the bar. He nods and we begin to walk together. He places his hand on the small of my back to guide me through the crowd.
    I see Kylie at the bar, laughing and flirting with another guy, and I'm confused about the Kylie and Nix situation from earlier. I take my seat and my drink.
    “That was great, thanks,” I say to the good-looking guy. I feel someone looking at me, and my instinct is to look towards the DJ booth, and as I glance at it I find Nix looking right at me. We make eye contact for a minute until a voice breaks in and I look away.
    “Can I get your name, beautiful?” I am not sure if I want to give him my name or not, but I soon realize he at least wants me. Mensa , I sound just like my mother.
    “Sorry, but dancing is all I'm willing to give tonight, sweetheart,” I say to him.
    “Well, beautiful, if you change your mind I'm over there.” He leans down and kisses me on my cheek. “My name’s Adam,” he whispers in my ear and walks away.
    “Why in hell would you let that walk away?” Kylie yells over the music as I turn to face her.
    “I'm not interested,” I say, looking over at her.
    “Maybe you might be interested in him,” she says, pointing to the DJ booth. I turn and find Nix still looking our way.
    “I think he's more interested in you than me,” I say curtly, not sure what happened with them earlier but curious to know.
    “Nope, wrong there, sister. He's been eyeing you since you walked in. You should've seen him when you were on the dance floor. Why do you think the music changed so fast?” she confides, and I begin to get more confused about this situation. He wants me, he doesn't want me.
    I decide to make a bold move. I start to make my way towards the DJ booth. I step up towards Nix and he looks at me, unsure of why I'm here. I lean in, and he slides off his headphones from one ear as I lean in to whisper to him. I request a song. I don't know if people usually request songs, but I do, and it fits the occasion. I lean back and look into his beautiful eyes. I can feel my heart racing. He nods and I turn to leave. I'm nervous as I walk back towards my sisters. I have to focus on walking so that I don't fall.
    “Come on girls, let’s dance!” I yell as I hear “Concrete Angel” by Gareth Emery come on, and I think I hear someone screech in reply. I find a spot on the dance floor where I know he