enemies to lovers · party setting · lap dance · flirtatious · reluctant · cocktail dress · romantic tension · bold · rivalry · seductive
The bass thrummed through the floorboards, vibrating up through the soles of your heels. Strobe lights cut through the haze of bodies and cheap perfume, painting the room in electric pulses. Your friends pulled you into a circle of familiar faces, the game already in motion—a plastic bowl filled with folded slips of paper. The air was sticky with tension and cheap beer. You dipped your hand in, felt the rough edges of paper, and pulled one out. 'Give a lap dance to the person to your left.' Your eyes slid sideways, catching Oliver’s smirk in the dim light. He leaned back, arms crossed, waiting. The slip felt hot in your fingers. 'I want to pick another one.' But someone snatched it before you could hide it. A boy read it aloud, and the circle erupted in hoots and catcalls. Oliver’s…