Dancing in the Gray (6 page)

He stopped walking. He was looking down
at his feet, avoiding eye contact with Elise again. She touched the
bottom of his chin so he would look up at her. “Thank you for your
honesty. It is very refreshing.” Elise was sincere.

She looked up and saw the same guy that
was on the plane with him standing a few feet away. “Isn’t that
your security guy?” Elise pointed in his direction.

“Yes, that’s Ronald.”

“Why do you have a security guy that’s
with you all the time? Are you a Rapper or something?” Elise smiled
up at him.

“A Rapper? I told you I’m in finance.”
Trey smiled as he shook his head. “He’s Secret Service. And without
sounding like a pompous asshole, most people recognize me, but
obviously you haven’t.”

“Secret Service?” Elise was
confused.

“My name is Roger Alexander Watts, III.
But, my family and friends call me Trey. I’m Trey Watts – President
Watts’ son.”

Elise’s eyes grew wide. “Rebecca Watts
is your mother?”

Trey chuckled, “Yes, she
is.”

“Holy shit! She’s Jackie O. 2.0.” Elise
was about to hyperventilate. His mother was THE fashion icon of the
millennium. Graceful, beautiful, classy – the whole
package.

Trey laughed hard. “She will positively
love that reference. I’ve gotta tell you, Elise, you are probably
the first person that related me more with my mom than my dad. Most
people are pretty impressed with the whole President
thing.”

“Not in my world.” Elise shook her
head.

“So that’s why Ronald is with me all
the time. After five plus years, I’ve gotten used to it, but I can
see how it’s unnerving.”

“Yeah, a little. So you just left your
family, The President and First Lady, to come hang out with me
roller skating?” Elise couldn’t help but smile.

“Yes, I did.” Trey smiled back. “Which,
I’m sorry that I missed the first leg of the trip. You looked like
you were having a great time before I distracted you.”

“It was awesome! So much fun.” Elise
was bubbling with excitement. “We skated by the Seine, it was so
beautiful.”

“So, are you on your way to find Fun
Elise?” He remembered.

“Yes, I am.” Elise answered
confidently.

“Your friends are right; Fun Elise
definitely looks good on you.”

~

Her smile was contagious. It made him
want to smile, too.

At that very moment, Trey was
absolutely sure that he made the right decision by listening to
Will and coming to find her.

“So Elise, I’ve ruined the rest of your
evening by distracting you and causing you to injure yourself. I
owe you some fun. What would you like to do?” Trey had no idea
where that came from, but it felt right.

“Are you serious? Because you never
know what happens when Fun Elise shows up.” He appreciated the
warning, but Trey was up to the challenge.

“I’m positive.”

“Alright, we’re going to Le Showcase!”
She was clapping her hands together softly, proving that her palm
was hurting her more than what she was eluding to.

“What is Le Showcase?” It sounded like
a strip club. Trey was suddenly nervous.

“A nightclub.” Elise bit her lower
lip.

“Le Showcase it is.” Trey had a car
service standing by since Will dropped him off. “My car is this
way.” He placed his hand on Elise’s lower back, and they both
walked side by side to the car which was waiting on a street close
to the roundabout.

Trey opened the back passenger door for
her while Ronald sat in the front seat with the gentlemen from the
car service.

“Pouvez-vous s’il vous plait nous emmener au Le
Showcase?
Savez-vous ou c’est?” It sounded
like Elise asked the driver to take them to the
nightclub.

“So you speak French. Any other
languages?” Trey was fascinated.

“Spanish, too.” Elise looked like she
was proud of herself.

“I’m impressed.” Trey couldn’t help but
smile. She was sitting very close to him, and he prayed she
couldn’t tell how nervous he was.

“You should be.” Elise said confidently
as she elbowed him and gave him a wink. Who was this woman? “So
before we go to this club, tell me something,” Elise paused for a
second, “You were very honest earlier when you said that initially
you weren’t planning on coming, which I really appreciate. But, why
weren’t you?”

“You want the honest answer?” Trey
looked her right in her eyes. She nodded. “Because I don’t have
time for a relationship. Between my current job and the fact that I
am about to run for my first political office, I don’t have the
time to dedicate to someone. Plus, I’ve done a really good job at
protecting my image over the last four years. I didn’t want to have
anyone throwing dirt out there to get their fifteen minutes at my
expense.”

Elise’s expression never changed. She
leaned close to him, continuing to use those amber eyes to her
advantage as she whispered, “So, why are you in the back seat of
this car with me? And, before you ask, yes, the honest
answer.”

Trey leaned in close to her continuing
to stare into her eyes. His lips were mere inches from hers, “I
have no clue. But, I want to be here.” He did. He wanted to be
exactly where he was.

Elise smiled. “It sounds like you need
a lesson on how to dance in the gray.”

Trey was interested. “Dance in the
gray?”

She nodded her head, “Yes. My mom
always told me that life was never just black or white, and to be
successful in anything, I would have to learn to dance in the gray.
Just because you are here with me right now, doesn’t mean that I
expect a relationship or time to dedicate to me. I’m just here to
dance in the gray between no one and the one. So I’m glad you
joined me, Trey. You never know, you might just have a little fun.”
Elise raised her eyebrows and smile seductively at him.

Trey smiled right back at her, “I hope
so.” For the first time in his life, Trey was allowing himself to
color outside the lines, and he liked it. What was this woman doing
to him?

The car pulled up to the club which was
blaring with techno music. Trey could hear the bass from inside of
the car. He climbed out of the car and walked over to open the door
for Elise. When she stepped out, she told him to leave his suit
jacket with the driver. He was definitely overdressed. He took off
his Armani jacket and handed it to Ronald. He just shrugged his
shoulders and followed Elise’s swaying hips into the
club.

When they were inside, there were a
crowd of people all dancing to the music the two DJ’s were
providing. The bar was towards the back of the club, and the dance
floor was through brick archways that separated the two. Elise went
straight to the bar, and of course, got immediately served. Trey
knew it had nothing to do with her speaking French, either. She was
hot! Those little white shorts with her wedge shoes drew attention
to her legs and her great ass.

She was waiving him over as the
bartender lined up shot glasses that he filled and pointed to a
table that the rest of the bottle was being delivered to. Elise
handed him the shot glass, “Its 1800 Colección.”

Trey had no clue what she was talking
about. “What is it?”

“Tequila.” She tapped his shot glass
with her own and threw her head back.

Trey smiled as he watched her savor her
shot. “Don’t you need a lime or something?”

“This is not spring break. That shot is
probably about $100. The bottle was 1300 Euro.” She winked at
him.

“Did you just by that whole bottle?
That’s $1700.” She nodded her head. Trey was dumbfounded. He
partied at Harvard, but not with thousand dollar bottles of
tequila.

“Try it. It’s totally worth it.” Elise
motioned to the bartender to pour her another one.

Trey shook his head then poured the
drink into his mouth. He was shocked. It was smooth and delicious.
“Wow! That’s good.”

“I know, right!” Elise was nearly
yelling since the music was so loud.

“Is that our table?” Trey pointed to
where the bottle of tequila was sitting. There was a section of
small rooms that had white leather sectional sofas that surrounded
a low table where the tequila and glasses sat. Opaque drapes that
hung in the front of each area allowing some privacy for the
patrons who could afford to sit there. Obviously, a $1700 bottle of
tequila buys that kind of privacy.

Elise nodded. She grabbed him by his
wrist and led him to the table. “You want another shot.”

“Not right now.” He shook his head
already starting to feel warm from the first one.

“That wasn’t a question.” Elise poured
another shot in his glass. “Fun Elise requires a two shot minimum.”
She lifted the glass off the table and handed it to him.

Trey smiled and shook his head. “Why
does Fun Elise require a two shot minimum?”

“Take it, and I’ll tell you.” She bit
her bottom lip in the sexiest way.

Trey took the shot which was even
smoother this time around. She had great taste in tequila, that’s
for sure. “Spill it!”

“Because I have a theory that everyone
is only two shots away from doing anything that they want to do.”
She placed the shot glass on the table and grabbed Trey’s hand
leading him to the dance floor.

He pulled her back to him causing her
to once again be inches away from his lips. “I don’t dance,
Elise.”

“You will once that shot kicks in.” She
smiled as she grabbed both of his hands and started walking
backwards to the dance floor. She was moving her shoulders and hips
while smiling up at him.

He finally gave in and let her take him
to the dance floor. There were crowds of people dancing with hardly
any space. The room was completely dark except for the strobe light
that was flashing to the beat of the music. Elise continued walking
Trey into the crowd until they were in the center of the dance
floor. There were so many people, that she was standing chest to
chest with him. She was on the taller side with those wedge heels
on so her head was around Trey’s shoulders. When she started
dancing, there was no other alternative but to move her body
against his. He had a feeling that was all part of her
plan.

She just let go and moved around to the
pulsing beat of the house music as Trey literally just stood there
and enjoyed watching her dance to song after song. She was sexy as
hell just standing there, so her sexy factor grew exponentially as
she continued to dance. Trey loved how her body moved.

After a long while, she grabbed his
hands and laced her fingers through his moving her arms causing him
to move his. Then, just as she predicted, the shot kicked in. Trey
started moving his hands to the beat of the song. He was so
thankful that the room was so dark. She smiled and her eyes went
wide when she realized that her two shot rule was working on
him.

He started to raise her hands above her
head as she continued to move her body against his. Once her hands
were in the air, Elise turned around and put the back of her body
against his. She brought Trey’s hands slowly down around her as she
leaned her head back into him. Her hips kept moving and grinding
against him to the beat of the music. Once Trey’s arms were
completely wrapped around her, she unlaced her finger and put his
hands on her hips.

That’s when the tequila took over. Trey
pulled her close, rubbing his very erect penis against her very
luscious ass that continued to grind against him to the beat of the
music. Elise looked up over her shoulder and smiled; biting her lip
causing Trey leaned down and put his mouth near her ear. She
smelled intoxicating, and he loved the way her hair felt on his
cheek. She brought her hand up to the back of his head running her
fingers through his hair. She kept her hand there, keeping Trey’s
mouth and nose to graze all around her ear, neck, and
jawline.

He saw Elise’s eyes roll back for just
a second before she closed them and lifted her chin allowing Trey
full access to her neck and a great view right down her shirt. Her
body was so amazing. It seemed that Elise was enjoying this just as
much as Trey was. That’s when he felt her other hand move off of
his, which was still holding onto her hip and around the back of
his pants right over his ass grabbing a handful. Trey smiled and
moaned slightly as he continued to run his lips over the soft skin
of her beautiful, long neck.

Elise slowly turned her body around so
she was facing Trey again. She moved her hands slowly over his
chest and around his neck while Trey found his hands all over her
ass. She got on her tip toes pressing her breasts up against his
chest while she lifted her mouth to his ear. He leaned his head
into her as she whispered, “We need more shots.”

She ended her message with a small
teasing bite on Trey’s earlobe which sent shockwaves through his
body. She grabbed Trey’s hand and led him off the dance floor back
to their table.

~

Fun Elise was definitely back. And
apparently, she brought along Fuck Me Elise.