Romancing the Fashionista

Romancing the Fashionista by K. M. Jackson

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Melinda, Alexia, better known as Eenie and Meenie, I think he’s calling for you two! By special request the DJ is playing your song.”
    Mel and Lexi’s heads shot towards the DJ table in unison before turning back towards each other. Yeah, it was high school all over again as they said in unison, “Fucking Ramona Spencer-Patterson,” and hit the floor grabbing hold of Ian and Nolan along the way.
    “Oh shit now!” Ian yelled playfully. “Don’t hurt me, woman!”
    “You should be so lucky,” Lexi yelled to him over her shoulder.
    Seemingly as one, the two women started a dance that was so in sync it looked choreographed, but in the best of ways. They spun on their heels and shook their booties around Nolan and Ian, bending low and dropping like it was hot before coming back up, shimmying and switching partners before Nolan and Ian could tell what was happening to them. The more they moved, the bigger the crowd around them got. And though she hated to admit it, since it was so out of her comfort zone, Mel was having a fantastic time. It was like they were kids again, dancing up in Lexi’s bedroom, but this time their imaginary partners were real. Live and right in front of her.
    She gave a glance at Nolan, and though he was clearly stunned by her moves, he was putting up some pretty good moves of his own. When the song switched to an old R&B boy band hit, he and Ian took over high-fiving and flipping the script, turning the tables on the women. They danced around Mel and Lexi, throwing up their hands and freak-dancing like they didn’t have a care in the world.
    The other classmates were now trying to join in, and Mel spotted Ramona and her crew attempting to pull their significant others into the fray before the fun was over. But they were hopelessly tragic. It was official. They were now the coolest no-longer kids at this party. And in a fit of complete impulsiveness, Mel caught Ramona’s eye on her ring-less left hand, then turned back to Nolan and pulled him in for a kiss.

Chapter Six
    Holy shit, I’m kissing Nolan Parker!
    Yes, Mel was kissing Nolan Parker in front of her entire graduating class. Wait a minute, she was kissing Nolan Parker in front of her entire graduating class, and he was kissing her back.
    This moment just keeps getting better and better.
    Mel took a second to really assess what was indeed happening. Her lips were no longer just hers and no longer the aggressor’s. No, there was an opposite but equal force coming right back at her, applying the right amount of delicious pressure to let her know she wasn’t in this alone. Go physics! At the same time, she noticed the music changing once again. It was still upbeat but had now slowed a bit and had taken on a cool guitar with a low bass and a crooner singing about making love.
    All righty then.
    Nolan seemed to be taking it to heart too as he eased his arm around Mel’s waist and smoothly pulled her in towards his, holy moly, hard-as-hell body. They now swayed and the heat of him warmed her as they were thigh-to-thigh and chest-to-chest. Heartbeats became one and breaths mingled as Nolan turned his head slightly and eased his tongue along the crease of her lips, asking for entry. In her mind Mel opened her mouth to say no, but as her tongue reached out for his it was clearly a yes. When they came together for the first time to the beat of the slow jam, her heart raced to a tempo no song could keep up with. This was magic.
    “Now wasn’t that invigorating?” Ramona’s strained voice came over the speaker, breaking the mood and the spell way too fast by reminding Mel where she was in the real world. She and Nolan came apart slowly, both wide-eyed and a little off-kilter.
    Mel looked over her shoulder, and there was Lexi grinning that “cat that not only ate the canary but the whole fucking pet store” grin as she gave her friend a pinky wave before easing away from Ian, who looked terribly forlorn at the dismissal. Lexi went towards

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