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Kyle drank what everything was wine sitting in a suit at a fancy party. He looked around at the people, looking mostly at the women and how beautiful they look. He wondered which he should take home with him.

This couldn't get anymore embarrassing than it already was. She'd sworn to never attend one of her friend's ridiculous parties.. But here she was sitting at a take of eight with a orange dress hugging tightly, too tightly, to her hips and torso. Underneath the table, however, she had kicked off her heels, contraptions you could say.

Iveth hadn't bothered to look around, she could already feel eyes watching her from almost every part of the room she was trapped in. No one really had much courage to approach her. They were too intimidated. Good. Not like she wanted to speak to them anyway.

Her fingers fiddled with a fork as she tuned out all the calamity off chatter and waited for someone to declare it over.

Kyle scanned the room catching eye of a young woman in a lovely orange dress. He thought it cute how uncomfortable she looked and the look of wanting to leave. 'I could help with both problems' he chuckled to himself. Kyle stood up and elegantly and smoothly walked over and took a seat at the table. "Hello there~ I haven't seen such a summer beauty like you in a while. My name is Kyle Ryker, may I ask for yours?" He gazed at her with his piercing crystal blue eyes that so many woman before fell victim to their gaze.

Iveth hadn't heard him at first until the entire table fell silent an and her, supposed, friend gave Iveth a nudge, more like a shove, to her arm.

"What?" Her head jerked to her friend whom Iveth temporarily thought as her new found enemy.

The girl gaped and her eyes flicked between Iveth and someone else. "Your name!" She whispered between her clenched teeth.

Iveth spared a quick glance to the man before realizing what she saw and slowly turning to him again. Of course she wouldn't admit that he was.. Well.. Hot, but still! She'd turned down many and it was a simple, quick task.. Right? With that a clever thought seeped its way to the front of her mind. He may be my ticket out.

"Iveth," she said with a grin, attempting to make her voice as suave as possible.

"Iveth, what a... different name, for a different girl. I like different" He smiled softly, and started to draw small circles with his finger lightly on Iveth's hand. "Iveth, what do you like to do? Any special hobbies? I want to know more about this beautiful face before me." He gazed into Iveth's eyes with a soft welcoming stare.

Iveth knew smooth talking when she heard it, but he'd made it completely obvious that he was trying to woo her. Of course she'd comply, sticking to her plan of leaving, but maybe he wanted to know a few things of about her first before he gets all.. Touchy.

"Parkour, boxing, swimming, and dancing, " Iveth almost said with a smug grin watching his eyes for anything different, but his stare didn't seem to waver. Weren't guys usually intimidated when she told them her hobbies?

It was a first she supposed until she felt herself getting nervous under his gaze. Since when the hell did she get nervous?!

She brought her hand up to push her hair behind her ear, avoiding his eyes.

Kyle's face changed along with his mood, it became pure interest, "Boxing?! That awesome. I would love to see you in action, kicking other people's asses." He blushed and cleared his throat realizing his sudden out burst and regained his composure despite the strange stares. He took a drink of his "wine" and smiled his softly smile again. "Please tell me more."

It'd been a while since someone shared her interests. This also made her excited to tell him more until she again noticed the silence of her table. Yes if course.. Everyone at the table just had to stick their noses in her conversation.

Iveth leaned toward him a bit so only he could hear, "Maybe I could show you somewhere else. This obviously isn't the place to kick ass." She chuckled deeply.

"Sure, we can go to my place. I'm sure you will like it." He stood up and took her hand helping her up as well. 'I want to know more about this one, if she is interesting enough I wont kill her' he smiled with his blues gazing into hers.

She stood with the help of his hand, swiping her heels from the ground and slinging them over her shoulder, "We should stop at my place first. There's no way I'm boxing in this dress."

He chuckled, "sounds good." He took her arm around his and lend her out. Two girls in short short tight dress pouted seeing them. Kyle smiled at them winking but they still were upset that Iveth was going home with him. Kyle walked her down the street, following to her house.

"So," she carefully made her way across a street with him at him at her side, "it would also be fair if you told me your hobbies."

Iveth rounded a corner and found herself standing in front of a gym that she and her friends had founded. It was quite the size and she had taught many skills, but dancing had always been her personal favorite. Especially towards Samba, Cumbia, or dupstep.

Hastily, she pulled a key from a hidden place within the torso of her dress and unlocked the glass double doors before walking in.

"You live in a Gym?" Kyle looked at the place as he walked in, "Oh I like to dance, Tango and Ballroom are my favorites but I also like to go to Clubs and just dance what ever to feel free. I enjoy reading old novels and going night hiking in the forest just out side of town." He smiled feeling a bit out of place in the clothing he was in and the gym that they were in now.

"Ah, yea," she shuffled her hair around a bit with her fingers to make it more disheveled to her liking, "I look after this place, but my friends live in the apartments down the street."

Iveth tossed her shoes onto a chair and headed to a backroom, but her voice was still heard, echoing off the walls of the large gym, "You ballroom dance? I haven't done that in a while. The Crew didn't really like the classical music I'd play to dance with."

As quick as she'd gone in she came out with a white zip up sweater with her sleeves rolled up, warm-up's that had 'dance' printed along her thigh, and neon yellow and black Nike's.

He chuckled, "I feel a bit too dressed up." He took off his black over coat and vest and putting it over his shoulder. leaving just his white button up on. "Shall we go to my place? i would like to change as well." He smiled, "And maybe dance a bit."

Iveth smiled excitedly, "Yea, let's go!"

She was anxious to see him dance. No one had ever matched her in dancing, but she'd give him a shot. He didn't look too bad after all.

Though she didn't know if this was considered a date, but if it was it'd be a damn good one. She followed him out the gym making sure to lock the doors as she did.

He led her to his apartment building. He pressed up to the 16th floor, the top floor to the pent house. Enter was a large room. There was a everything is one room. The kitchen with a bar table acting as a separation from the kitchen to the rest of the huge room. There was a large king size bed in one corner and a couch in another. In the other was a large wooden floor from where everywhere else was carpet. On the wooden floor was a stereo system. "Ladies first" He held the door open

Iveth gave him a brief glance before stepping into the room. The interior of an apartment building had never been so appealing before.

"Wow," she almost breathed scanning every part if the room until her eyes settled onto the wooden flooring where she knew they'd be dancing. Honestly she couldn't wait to get started, "This is awesome! You have your own dance floor and everything!"

It didn't take anymore than a few seconds for her to pace to the wooded floor and turn back to him with a beaming smile on her face.

He smiled back, "would you like a drink? I have wine, coffee and water." He went over to the kitchen and took out two glasses. He poured a red liquid from the fridge in his glass and put it back. He hoped she took it as he was drinking wine and not question it.

"Water is fine," she unzipped her sweater and shook it off then set it on the ground beside the stereo. Beneath her sweater she only wore a sports bra, but it was her casual attire when she would dance. And she liked to show off her proportioned muscles along her stomach and arms, but in this case she only wanted to dance.

Her fingers traced the knobs of the stereo then she gazed over at him, catching a glimpse of the cup of red solvent in his hand that hadn't really looked like the usual red wine, "May I..?"