Chapter 8

Natasha was sitting on her tiny little balcony with a glass of red vine in her hand and was listening to a few of her favourite classical music songs. It was a tiring day and running into Dave was the hardest part of it. She tried to calm her swirling emotions again. She even stopped her fantasy imagining the two of them making love on the dance hall’s cold floor, or in front of the large mirrors.

She must try it hard to avoid him. He has a wife, children, a family she doesn’t want to ruin. She lined up the reasons on a long list why she can’t be with him and sipped from her wine when she jumped from his voice.

The random selection on her CD-player put on “Dream on” and for a moment she thought she heard David’s question for real ‘Can you feel a little love?’… She didn’t want to answer this question.

She sighed and listened to the song emptying her glass, then after a quick shower she went to bed. She didn’t lie to the little girl, she had to work Saturday morning.

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The week flew past - Nat was absorbed with her classes again, and her waitressing job on Saturdays ... at least she had her evening free to go out and make friends. Some of the restaurant staff were taking care of her, introducing her to nice, "safe" bars and restaurants for single girls ... so Nat was already starting to feel less of a stranger.

When it came to Stella's class the next week, Nat was desperately trying not to think about seeing Dave again. And yet a part of her was looking forward seeing him come to pick up his little girl. When the class ended and she saw Stella running into a woman's arms this week, she was more than a little disappointed.

She sighed and left the dance school in a dull mood. Hardly had she got home when her phone rang, and it was one of her waitress friends. They had a long, happy chat which cheered Nat up and stopped her moping about missing that sighting of Dave.

The evening was uneventful - a microwave dinner in front of a black and white 50s film - Nat loved these - so innocent, and easy voices to follow - no fast New York accents at the end of a tiring day, thank you!

Saturday flashed past in a blur - the restaurant seemed twice as busy as usual - by the time it was 6pm and she and her friends handed over to the evening crew, they were all exhausted.

But after a quick shower and a change she met them again and they headed into the night-life of New York. They visited their favourite bar. It was Saturday evening, so it was not a wonder that a lot of people were there dancing and chatting.

She was with a couple, two women and a guy from the restaurant. They asked a bottle of tequila and a few beers. They were celebrating Mary’s and Jake’s engagement. So after they drank a couple of rounds, they decided to go and dance!

As the group of friends headed out from the bar towards the dance floor, Nat decided she had had enough to drink - she had tried Tequila for the first time, and then from sheer thirst had downed two beers, to the giggles of her girlfriends ... now she was feeling like partying, but her composure hadn't left her completely.

The DJ addressed his public and announced he would play "Don't Leave me this way .... " to which Nat lead the cheer of approval - she had a soft spot for this group - they reminded her of her ballet boarding school days: tough times interspersed with fantastic parties .....

"Wooooooo hoooooo - the Communards!!" she cheered - as her friends nearly fell over with amazement - her exclamation caught the attention of a man leaning on the balcony over the dance floor, towards the back of the club. He had been sitting with a group of friends, but had decided to go and get a round of beers for them, and when he heard the whooping voice he came to look down, in an effort to see what the commotion was all about.

It took him two seconds to spot her - the curly pony tail of blonde hair bouncing as she danced, the slim, pale arms above her head, the passionate rhythmic movements - these could only belong to Nat, who was dancing like there was no tomorrow with her girlfriends, and singing along as well .....

The chorus began - "Oooooooooooh Baby - my heart is full of love and desire for you!" she yelled to anyone who cared to hear...

Dave’s first reaction was to smile - she was having a great time, that much was clear - his second reaction was that he had to talk to her - but surely that would burst the bubble of her wonderful night out?

As he heard “Oh baby, my heart is full of love and desire for you, So come on down and do what you've got to do, Your started this fire down in my soul, Now can't you see it's burning out of control, So come on down and satisfy the need in me, 'Cos only your good loving can set me free” he decided to go down, so he turned to the steps and after reaching the crowd on the dance floor, he avoided a few hands, which belonged to other women, wanting to touch him. Although he was wearing just dark blue jeans and a green T-shirt, some people recognized him. But he didn’t pay attention to them, he was searching for one certain person, who was singing loud and jumping around to the rhythm.

He glimpsed the little girl when she was dancing and singing aloud the lines “Come, satisfy me, come satisfy me, Don't you leave me this way!” and this moved his fantasy, but he just smiled as he stepped behind her and put an arm around her waist singing the chorus into her ear.

The girl turned around with great surprise on her face. First she thought it was just a go-ahead guy, but when she recognized the voice in her ear, her expression changed into shock.

“David?! What are you doing here?!” she asked loud, but he mouthed that he can’t hear her and pointed to a smaller room, where they could sit down and talk. Nat thought that it wasn’t a good idea to go with him, but in her heart she was happy to see him. So she waved to her friends and let Dave grab her tiny hand. It was a really good feeling and Nat felt that she was blushing as the man pulled her along through the crowd.

The smaller room was lit by red and white lights. It reminded Natasha onto the red-lamp districts and somehow she felt a bit uneasy from this thought as she followed Dave, who led her to a free table in a corner. They sat down onto the black leather couch, and she looked questioningly at him after running her gaze secretly on him.

“So… what are you doing here? You’re not lurking after me, are you?” she smiled trying to joke about the situation.

"Hey" Dave pulled back in mock shock "a man has needs - and my needs this evening were to go out with my mates and down a few beers .... and because I also like this song, I was drawn to the dance floor .... and who do I spy giving it all she has?" he chuckled, then moved in for a confidential whisper "Are you this good at ANY kind of dancing you try? You were something else out there, Nat, it was all I could do not to join in with you - but I decided I would rather talk" At this, he lowered his head and just held her hands in his. The relative hush of the little room hit them and soon all that could be heard was Nat's breathing, which was still a little rapid after her energetic dancing.

“Well I’m here with my new friends” she started trying to keep his questions in her head – now she felt the tequilas “and we had a few drinks. I don’t know if I am good at any kind of dancing” she shrugged “but I know one thing!” she freed one of her hands and showed her index finger.

“And what’s that?” David smiled, because he saw the red colour on her usually pale face, which was a hint for him that maybe she drank too much.

“That I can dance ballet!” she giggled. It seemed that sitting down wasn’t a good idea, cuz the alcohol started to work in her, but it wasn’t that bad.

“Yeah, I’m hundred per cent sure in this” he squeezed her hand and put an arm around her.

“And why did you want to talk?”

"Well, about your future here - how you are managing - I mean Rosie - I mean Stella for you - told me that you have a second job. Is this right?"

"Yes, my rent is very expensive, but I love my new place so much that I am willing to waitress ... I've even put out some ads for Russian lessons - so if you know anyone who wants to learn basic Russian…"

Dave chuckled "I can think of nothing more. .. delicious ... than listening to you teaching me - then trying to repeat what you say, and enjoying the beautiful sound of your laughter when I say stuff all wrong!" at this they both laughed.

"Oh Dave, I am so sure you would have a great ear for languages - if it is anything like your ear - your feel for music, you are bound to be talented!" Nat paused and then began to think out loud ... “I wonder if you would be able to say some simple things in Russian, can we try? I promise to choose easy things."

"OK" Dave shrugged "Do your worst!" and he relaxed into the soft couch while Nat thought of the first thing she would like Dave to say back to her ....

"I have it, try saying this: Вы очень сексуальны.”

"Er… run that past me just once more, love?" Dave was far too busy watching Nat's mouth to actually listen to the sounds she made… So Nat repeated it and Dave did his best to say it, provoking shrill laughter from her, just as he had expected.

"You could tell me what it means, then I might be able to put some meaning into it ..." he said, forlornly…

“Vi ocseny szeksziálnyi - Just repeat this” Nat lowered her head and gave him a smouldering look as she said the words a third time.

"But I might be saying ‘Honey, pass the mustard’ you could at least tell me what I am saying...”

"If you care enough you will find out!" said Nat and with that, she got up, took his face in her hands, kissed him quite roughly, and announced that she was going back to dance. "I need a drink and some fun - please come with me? I'm not in the mood for deep talking - please Dave?" and her sweet beckoning smile made it impossible for him to say no.

So she grabbed his hand and it was impossible to think about anything else than Natasha. He totally forgot even his friends as the little woman pulled him to the bar and ordered vodka for the both of them. Although he didn’t want to drink stronger than beer today, he accepted it and they clinked glasses.

“Fine!” she grimaced and put the empty glass on the counter as she grabbed his hand “Come, we are going to dance!”

He was amazed by her! She was like a little energy bomb tonight and he discovered that she was lightly drunken, but he found it sweet. She seemed much looser. Finally he couldn’t find that thin wall between them. He followed her to the dance floor and let her dance around him like a little girl. Sometimes she even found the right lines and laughed when she was too quick.

After a few minutes David’s chance came in the picture of a slow song. He looked down at Nat, whose eyes got a bit more serious as she realized what he was about to ask. But before he could ask her for a dance, she put her hand into his and placed her head onto his shoulder.

As the music became familiar to Nat, she felt Dave moving so that he could talk to her while they danced.  He picked up the melody and sang along "I need your lovin' - like the sunshine ..." and then kissed her gently on the side of her neck...

Nat was in heaven - she slid her hands down Dave's back, under his arms, and round to his chest, and she stayed curled up like that - curled into him as if it was freezing cold, instead of a torrid 35°C - she wanted the song to go on forever, but was partially appeased when a second slow number glided over the air towards them. They could stay like this a little longer - barely moving now - enjoying this magical closeness, safe in the knowledge that nothing they would regret could happen here - surrounded by over 500 people, they were obliged to do nothing but dance, caress, softly kiss .... time slowed to the pace of starstruck lovers and Nat was glad that Dave held her so close, because when she closed her eyes tightly shut, she could have been anywhere with him - and this wide open fantasy made her reel as she discovered it.

Suddenly it was hard to gulp as she looked up into his eyes and noticed that a new slow song started as if the DJ was reading her mind. She didn’t know the lyrics, but it wasn’t important. She just looked deep into David’s dark eyes and thought how beautiful he was. When he started to move closer to her lips, she didn’t protest – moreover she offered her mouth, standing on her tiptoes as Dave’s hands pulled her even closer.

She put her hands onto his shoulders and let herself sink into the soft kiss, savouring his lips. He was so tender, that she nearly melted into her shoes. She missed his taste, the touch of his full lips on hers and of course his scent too. As minutes passed, she came to her senses, but instead of pulling away, she deepened the kiss, searching for Dave’s tongue, which surprised the man a bit, but he gladly accepted her invitation.

With his eyes half open, letting in the rainbow of lights from the dance floor, Dave came to a halt with Nat, in order to concentrate on this kiss, as it was a long way from being over. A tiny break in their lips allowed a moan to escape from Nat, before the gap was sealed with extra pressure from her mouth. Their tongues moved slowly up and down upon each other and then settled into a series of swirling snakelike movements.

It seemed they will never part their lips. She felt that this kiss was full of hidden and oppressed emotions, but she enjoyed every moment of it. She let Dave’s hands slide on her slim body, discovering the back of her red halter and she shivered when his hand slid onto her bottom. Without noticing it she grabbed his T-shirt hard by his shoulders. She heard and felt as he moaned softly into her mouth, then let him shower her cheek with soft kisses, till he reached her ear.

“I’ve missed you, Natasha…” and he went down to her neck kissing her hot skin and burying himself into her beloved vanilla scent. It was a heavenly feeling to hold the fragile body in his arms and he never wanted to let her go again. Dave sighed into her neck when he felt her slim hands slide around his neck and moaned silently when she needed to press her body tighter against his, because she needed to raise herself on tiptoe again for doing this.

She stroked the back of his head. It was such a wonderful feeling being between his arms again, but she started to feel a little guilt. So she unfolded herself from his embrace.

“What’s the problem, Nat?” he asked softly stroking her face.

She put her hand onto his as he was holding her face “We can’t do this, you know it very well” she looked onto his shoulder.

Dave raised her chin and looked deep into her eyes and simply said “I want you, Natasha.”

She didn’t answer while a new song started. Then she leaned to his ear “Let’s call it for a day. I go home.”

“No, please, don’t go!” he protested, but she just shook her head and headed towards her friends to say goodbye.

She hurried out of the club and flagged a cab, but before she could sit in, she felt Dave’s hand on her arm “Please, Nat!”

“No, David. Let me go” she asked quietly.

“But why do you put up a fight against your desires? I can feel it that you want me too! I don’t understand you” he looked puzzled.

“Look, David” she turned around to face him “I’ve spent the last month with trying to forget you and start a new life.”

“But it was in vain, right?” he looked down at her and a little smile appeared in the corner of his lips.

“Don’t laugh at me, David!” she frowned.

“No, you get me wrong, I wasn’t…” he started, but Nat interrupted her.

“I must go now, David. I’m not like American women. Maybe they jump into your bed from a smile, but I won’t” and with that she closed the cab’s door and disappeared in the night traffic.

Dave stood there numbly – it was clear that Nat cut up rough, although he didn’t want this. But what else could he do than going back to his friends thinking about a good excuse to conciliate Nat next time?

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