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my arm and shouted to me, “Let’s go shake our asses!”
    I laughed at her, but acquiesced because I was ready to get lost in the music and have some fun with my friends. I turned to tell Seth that we were going to dance, but noticed him already chatting up a cute redhead. I eventually caught his attention and I motioned to the dance floor; he nodded to let me know he understood, and went back to talking to the girl.
    Brooke and I made it through the large mass of people, and started dancing to some rap music that they were blasting through the speakers. I loved dancing to this type of music, because even with my lack of coordination, I didn’t have to know how to dance in order to shake my booty. I threw my arms up in the air and let the music move my body. We had been dancing with each other through a couple songs, when I felt a heavy hairy, unwanted arm wrap around my stomach.
    An arm wrapped around my stomach, and the other pushed my shoulder towards the back exit.
    I immediately felt threatened, but didn’t succumb to the fear this time. I turned around, and before he even saw it coming, I threw a punch right into his nose. I would probably regret it later, because it hurt like a bitch, but I would never regret my impulsive decision to not let some guy think he could just put his hands on me without asking.
    He was shocked, and put his hand to his nose where I punched him. I recognized him as that blonde guy from my class who winked at me, and I enjoyed watching him act like a little girl.
    “What the hell?” he screamed at me.
    He raised his arm in what seemed like an attempt to slap me, but I would never know for sure, because someone pushed his arm away and shoved him away from my personal space. I watched as my protector punched the disgusting man in his mouth, clearly angry.
    “Get the hell out before I break your fucking nose, Josh!” he yelled to the now bloody Josh. I recognized the voice, and realized that the guy who just saved me from a huge headache in the morning was none other than Sexy Stranger Man, the one who knew my name and kept witnessing people trample over me.
    He turned to face me and checked over me as if to make sure that nothing was wrong with me, rather than anything sensual. I started checking him out while he was looking over me, and I realized that he definitely lived up to my memory of him from earlier. He was still in dark jeans, but he changed his shirt to a black fitted t-shirt that had a Fly Society logo on the front.
    Brooke took that moment to snap out of her shock and informed the stranger, “Don’t worry. She did more damage to him than he would have done to her.”
    He smiled at that and looked back at me. “Are you okay, Josie?”
    The concern in his voice was a little surprising, but I didn’t mind having someone care about my safety. “Yeah I’m fine. My fist hurts a little, but I should be okay.” I shook out my fist and examined it quickly to make certain that nothing was cut.
    “Good. You might get a bruise, but it looks like you’ll be fine,” he said looking at the hand that I had just examined. He looked back into my eyes and smiled. “Are you up for dancing with me?”
    Mariah Carey’s “Touch My Body” started playing on the speakers, and knowing I wasn’t ready to stop dancing, I nodded my head. I agreed to dance with him because he proved to me in two seconds that I was safe while he was around.
    He didn’t touch me while we danced, and it spoke volumes to me about his respect. I could feel my desire for him pulsing like a current in the distance between us. I moved myself closer to him, swaying my hips in the process, leaving only an inch of space between us. I looked up at him and his dark brown eyes seemed to smolder even darker than they already were. My breathing increased, and I could feel my insides clenching in all the right ways.
    “What’s your name?” I asked him.
    “Well some like to call me their knight in shining armor, but you