Indebted To A King by Lisa Lang Blakeney

Author:Lisa Lang Blakeney [Blakeney, Lisa Lang]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Writergirl Press
Published: 2018-01-23T16:00:00+00:00

Seventeen

Sloan

Nude bodies are flying everywhere. Some muscular. Some lithe. Some ruggedly handsome. And some stunning. I'm not the biggest fan of professional dance performances, but I can see why some might be. Each dance is hauntingly beautiful. Each dancer interpreting the untold story of their dance with high leaps, strong kicks, and exquisite grace.

While the performers may not literally be in their birthday suits, they leap and glide across the stage in minimalist nude-colored outfits and tights giving the allusion of stark nakedness and delicate sensuality.

The clean-cut gentleman sitting next to me seems quite taken with the performance and occasionally glances at me in an attempt to gauge my reaction. Wondering if I am just as transfixed by the show as he is. I do my best to pretend as if I'm mesmerized by what I'm watching, but I've never been that big of a fan of professional dance. I'd rather "go" dancing. So I'm only somewhat entertained at best. The man by my side tonight is Dr. Aiden Clark.

"The dancers are really good, aren't they?" he whispers quietly in my ear. The doctor has a clean and practical scent. Reminiscent of clean sheets and Ivory Soap.

"Yes, doc." I smile in agreement, although I'm distracted by an incoming text from my sister. Our first communication since the incident outside of the restaurant.

Dawn: Just wanted you to know that your guard dog broke two of my boyfriend's ribs. Who was that guy!?

Me: Well hello to you too.

Dawn: I'm telling Dad you're hanging out with a criminal.

Me: Well, while you're doing that, you better mention how your boyfriend punched me in the eye.

Remember who the adult is, Sloan.

Me: Did he give you the money?

Dawn: I got it from Mom.

Me: And you’re still dating him?

Dawn: Yep.

Me: Can you explain to me why you're still involved with someone who stole your money and assaulted your sister. Is he hitting you too? You can tell me, Dawn. I'll help you. I'll even keep it from Marsha if you want me to.

Dawn: He does not hurt me.

Me: Why haven't you posted on your Instagram lately? Does he tell you not to?

Dawn: What do you think I don't have a mind of my own? I have better things to do then play around online.

Me: You're sure he isn't abusive?

Dawn: I'm positive. Mainly because I don't say reckless things to him.

Me: So you're saying that it's MY fault I have a black eye?!😡

No response.

I angrily stuff my phone back in my bag. I guess I'm not mature enough to be the bigger person, because she just pissed me off again, and I need to put her in a time out.

"Now I see why this show sells out every year," I continue talking to the doctor in the most pleasant tone I can muster.

"What did I tell you about speaking to me like we're on a work appointment?"

I turn and look at him. "You haven't really done much better. You've called me Miss Pearson at least twice tonight."

"I guess

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