Losing Control
stared. “Damn, you ladies are lookin’ hot tonight!” he said with a smile.
    Bang! Bang! “Oh, yeah, ohhhhh.”
    He walked over to it and knocked. “Giddy up, buddy—we’re on in 15!” Then he turned to us again. “Enjoy the show, ladies.” He winked and was gone.
    We were speechless. The next stall opened and I got to it before the other gal was even out. “Sorry,” I said. She just smiled.
    I think the guy in the first stall was as relieved as I was. “Ahhh,” he said and the banging stopped.
    As I stepped out of my stall, they stumbled out of theirs. The gal was adjusting her clothes and hair and the dude was smiling from ear to ear. This is some crazy shit .
    I washed my hands, checked my makeup and hair, and was waiting for the girls to come out, and there he was, out of the blue, right in front of me. Ethan.
    “Hey, Hotness,” he said quietly. “You look amazing.” Our eyes locked. I was glad I had just checked myself.
    “Hi, Ethan,” I said, also quietly. “Thank you for the VIP passes.” I looked down, still embarrassed about earlier.
    Dana came out of the stall. “Ethan!” He looked at her. She ran up and gave him a hug. “Thank you so much for the passes, this is awesome!” He smiled.
    “You’re welcome. I’m glad you’re having fun,” he said.
    Jo and Brittany, who were sharing a stall, came out. “Ethan, this is Jo, and this is Brittany,” Dana said. “You guys, this is Ethan.”
    They all hugged him and went on and on about how great the VIP was, and blah, blah, blah. I walked out. I needed a drink, bad.
     
    ***
     
    I went back into the crowded room and grabbed another glass of champagne. I gulped it down in three swallows. I was about to grab another when this guy came up to me and said, “Let me get that for you.” He hovered over the bar for a moment.
    “Here, this one is special, just for you.” I took a sip this time.
    It tasted the same as the other one, but I didn’t want to hurt his feelings. “Mmm, delicious.”
    “Hi, I’m Rick.” He held out his hand.
    “Yes, I know who you are,” I said and grabbed his hand. He was in the band that we’d missed earlier. “I’m Gia. Let’s dance.”
    We started dancing, kinda slow, even though the song was more upbeat. I was trying to forget about Ethan, but I wanted him to see me with Rick when he came out. I wanted him to know that even though he couldn’t get lost in the moment and fuck me like I was the sexiest woman he’d ever seen, someone else could. “Gia is a very beautiful name,” Rick said. “A beautiful name for a beautiful lady.”
    “Thank you,” I said and put my arms on his shoulders and leaned into him, as I felt very relaxed all of a sudden.
    “You’re welcome,” he said and pulled me tight. We were moving to the rhythm in perfect unison. I had never realized I could dance that good. Rick slid his leg between mine and I could feel a little pressure when he moved me a certain way. Nice move, Rick . I felt like I was floating but Rick had one arm around my waist and I was sure that was holding me down. My arms were still on his shoulders and I was holding my champagne with one hand, so I ran my fingers through his hair with the other. It felt weird, but good, I guess. My hand was tingling, in fact half of my body was tingling. This must be some top shelf shit . I took another sip of the champagne. We were very cozy and the way we were dirty dancing was really starting to turn me on. I was feeling the alcohol for sure and he looked like he was, too.
    “You are very sexy, Gia,” he whispered in my ear. Then he started kissing my neck. I closed my eyes and imagined he was Ethan. It felt really good. He moved his hand down and caressed my leg between where the boot ended and the mini began.
    “Ethan,” I whispered.
    “Gia,” I heard from a distance and I ignored it. “Gia!” Right in my ear, so I couldn’t ignore it. I opened my eyes and Dana was looking at me in disbelief. “What are

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