As Jamie began dancing with Lucas, knowing damn well at the back of his mind that this was wrong, and petty. He shouldn't be stooping this low to prove something, but here he was, dancing in a arm of a stranger, a stranger he knew damn well had the intent of fucking him.
But yeah, Jamie was stupid like that.
His eyes caught Jett's eyes once again, from the distance, he could see the anger brewing in them.
Good. Jamie thought.
Now you know how I felt.
His thoughts was interrupted when Lucas turned him to face him, grabbing him by the hips, pushing Jamie flush against him and resting his forehead on his.
"What do you say we get out of here after this dance, hmm." Lucas asked, voice low.
Just like Jamie thought, the guy was planning on having sex with him, Jamie sighed, thinking. He blinked and realized he shouldn't even be thinking about this, why would he go home with a complete stranger who was only going to fuck him and forget him the next day?
