Bab 250: Chapter Two Hundred and Fifty

Inside the hall, Raymond and Vivian danced together.

And things were getting hearted. Raymond couldn't deny that he kinda liked this human. She was a feisty little thing and he kinda enjoyed her company. Snaking one arm around her waist, the other around her shoulder, Raymond drew her close. Her head only reached to his chest, making her at least a foot shorter than him.

They weren't even dancing to the rhythm of the music anymore. The music was fast, but their bodies moved differently. He moved his body against hers. She molded to him, and he enjoyed the feel of her warm flesh through her skimpy clothes—thighs brushing, loins grinding.

Raymond didn't particularly like dancing, and this was definitely not his taste in music, but he forced himself to dance with her for a little longer, before he made his move.