บท 387: Yours

"Now is that anyway to be friendly to your guests all the way here from ?" The big guy leaned closer and laid his arm on the back of the seat, pushing up against my side, his leg plastered next to mine, his breath blowing in my face.

"You don't know what you going missing, lady," He said arrogantly.

"I think I have a pretty good idea," I leaned back as far as I could from him and scooted further down the seat.

"Do they teach you manners when you were in school ?"

The big guy did not take the hint, or maybe he was too dumb to comprehend my question because he grabbed my hand and lurched to his feet, pulling me along.

"Dance with me, pretty," He said.

I balked but his grip was so strong I didn't have a chance against his tremendous mass. He was like a hairy caveman who'd had too much beard, jerking me against his body and slithering us around the dance floor.