Only Wanna Dance With You

<p><span style=color: rgba(47 51 51 1)>One weekend. </span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(47 51 51 1)>No names. </span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(47 51 51 1)>No complications. </span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(47 51 51 1)>That was the deal we made. But the moment she sat beside me at the hotel bar I wanted her to complicate the hell out of my life. I agreed to all her terms but one. I wanted her name. </span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(47 51 51 1)>She promised to give it to me before checkout. </span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(47 51 51 1)>She lied. </span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(47 51 51 1)>She snuck out without a trace leaving me to wonder if the best weekend of my life had been a figment of my imagination. </span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(47 51 51 1)>Now two years later she's here. In my town. At my store. Only she didn't come looking for me. In fact her arrival is nothing more than a coincidence. With the anger I've bottled up since the morning she ditched me threatening our shot at a second chance I know I have to take control of the situation. </span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(47 51 51 1)>And this time she'll be playing by my rules.</span></p><p><br></p>