Bodies kept swaying like they were hypnotized. Lust had seeped into the air. Into the sweat. Into the breath of every person here.
Couples started disappearing.
One by one.
Jojo was the first.
She took another girl by the wrist…some shy, soft-spoken girl and led her toward one of the private doors. Room Six. The door creaked open. A laugh echoed. Then it shut behind them.
Next, the pair who had been making out beside me stumbled forward, still tangled in each other. They didn't even stop kissing as they pushed into Room Two.
I stood perfectly still.
Like a ghost watching humans forget their rules.
Then came Theo.
He moved across the room, like a predator.
And Zaara?
She was already on the dance floor. Alone.
Dancing.
No..moving like her body was pouring itself into the music.
Slow hips. Bare shoulders. Head thrown back. Hips rolling. Arms in the air like she didn't give a damn who was watching…and everyone was watching.
She was feeling it.
