Author: Mizz.H.Cullen PM
Three years after returning to America, Katey is still devistated at leaving Javier. What will a surprise trip to Havana bring up when Katey's best friend Eliza brings her to La Rosa Negra? Javier/Katey. M in later chapters. Twoshot.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Friendship - Katey M. & Javier S. - Chapters: 2 - Words: 3,921 - Reviews: 10 - Favs: 19 - Follows: 9 - Updated: 04-24-12 - Published: 04-18-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8038343
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`It was all exactly how I remembered it.
The way they all felt the music, and how they just danced in a state of unending happiness stirred feelings in me I had lost long ago. I backed up against the wall, pulling Eliza to my side just to take it all in. I repeated the words I had said to James all those years ago.
"Look how they feel the music," I smiled, and Eliza watched with me.
I looked to the center, where I had seen Javier the first time I had come here, but he wasn't there. I felt an immediate pang in my heart as it settled in he might not be here.
My head snapped up to see Carlos, Javier's brother smiling at me. He quickly crossed the room and pulled me into a hug. I stood there for a minute, stunned until I hugged him back.
"What was that for?" I asked, chuckling.
"For coming back," he smiled, "maybe now my brother will get back to normal."
I stared at Carlos with a quizzical expression.
"Ever since you left, he's been a walking zombie. He owns La Rosa Negra now, but he hasn't danced since you two were King and Queen." He sighed, turning towards the bar, "I hate to see him like this, and nothing can snap him out of it, no matter how many women ask him."
My anxiety immediately dissolved away, now I was just nervous about seeing him again.
"I don't know how to do this Carlos," I confessed, looking down.
He tilted my chin up with his finger.
"Feel the music," he smiled, before cradling my face affectionately and walking out the door.
"Oh my god, he's so hot!" Eliza gushed, looking after him.
"Don't get your hopes up, he's a new dad," a voice sounded from behind me.
Miguel stood behind me with a huge smile on his face and followed the same suit as Carlos, hugging me tight.
"Why is everyone all of a sudden so happy to see me?" I laughed, "Last time I checked, you weren't too fond of Yankees."
"You aren't a Yankee to us Katey," he smiled, "we can see all you wanted to do was help and that your intentions are pure. Most of all we see the love Javier has for you, and we honour his father's belief that love is the strongest and most cherishable magic, do not interfere with it." He took my hand and rubbed the back of it with his thumb.
"Go get him, make him happy, and be happy yourself," he took a few steps toward the door, "you're miserable without him, I can tell, so go to him."
Tears pricked my eyes as he exited the night club.
"Katey, what's wrong?" Eliza looked at me worried.
"Nothing," I said, holding back the tears, "I worked so hard to have his family accept me, and it just feels so amazing to finally be accepted." I smiled whole heartedly, and made my way backstage, where the lighting technician recognized me.
"The Queen of La Rosa Negra," he smiled, "your King has been waiting for you a long time, why aren't you with him?"
"I have an idea, but I need your help."
"Attention all dancers, trays are being passed around with different coloured fluorescent marbles. After you all receive them, the lights will be turned off, and you must find your partner. The next dance is in the dark, and you won't see your masked partner until the dance is over."
I sighed behind the bar. Just then a marble was shoved in my face.
"You know I don't dance anymore Adamo," I groaned, annoyed.
"It's time for you to get back out there, don't ignore me. Go have fun." His face then vanished in the darkness.
The marble I had was glowing a bright red, the same colour of Katey's first competition dress when we danced. I felt a pang in my heart before setting out to find the other fluorescent red ball.
I spotted it across the room at the same time the girl appeared to be moving closer to me. We were squished into each other, her body moulding perfectly to mine as I found her shoulder blade with my hand, and wrapped my arms around her waist for the dance.
Nervous was an understatement, I felt absolutely terrified.
I told my idea to Eliza when I came back from backstage, and she thought it was absolutely genius. She snatched a marble when it came around, "Maybe I'll find my prince charming here," she joked.
"What about Jacob?" I teased, nudging her.
"He's not the one, Katey," she smiled, "even though I love him, you never know."
As soon as the lights shut off, my marble began to glow. Sooner rather than later, the moving bodies molded me to one familiar one. Larger than the last time I danced with him, more broad and more muscle, but familiar all the same. His hands wrapped around my waist as the music started.
I could feel his hesitancy, and I felt a little bit better knowing he didn't want to dance with someone he didn't know. But I pulled him out of the haze, dancing with him as he began to move. I easily fell into our old routine, and his body remembered the steps. A few times we both improvised, pulling each other close, him leading me in my hips moving. It felt just like old times.
I circled him, trailing my hand over his broad back and to his stomach, twirling back around into him, my back pressed against his chest as we moved.
Sweaty. Grinding. Dancing. Lust.
What I lived for when we danced.
The music trailed off, our bodies pressed together, foreheads touching.
"Ladies and gentlemen, if you would direct your attention to the centre of the floor," the lights came back on and I squinted to adjust my eyes.
"The queen and king of La Rosa Negra are about to dance their reunion." I smiled at the technical manager and looked up to Javier.
He was staring at me, flabbergasted. Tentatively, he raised his hands to my face, stroking my cheeks with his thumbs before kissing me.
My hands ran up his chest and around his neck, pulling him closer as he moved one arm to my waist. We broke the kiss, burying my face in the crook of his neck, and him doing the same as we clung to each
"Mi bellza," he breathed, his voice low, "I'm so sorry I didn't come find you."
"I love you," I breathed, looking up at him.
"Te amo demasiado, mi amor." I love you too, my love.
I broke away when the music started, and we danced our whole routine, smiling the entire time.
My passion for this stirred inside me again as I danced with Javier, and I felt whole again for the first time in a long time.
We danced until La Rosa Negra closed that night.
Many people came by us dancing in the center to tell me they were glad I was back and Javier was too. I thanked each and every one of them, shocked at how I remembered the majority of their names and faces.
When the whole floor was clear, only Eliza, Javier and I were left. I stood in the center, still, perfectly content for the first time in an extremely long time. I felt warm arms wrap around my waist and pull me against a warm chest.
"I never want to let you go again," he whispered, kissing my neck and pulling me close.
My hands found his around my waist, interlocking our fingers to the best of my ability, "I don't want you to let go."
"Lucky for you, you wont have to," I heard Eliza sound from behind us. I turned around to see her with the guy she'd been dancing with all night. She was smiling widely, a strange connection to him I could see on her face.
"I came back here too Katey," she smiled.
Javier walked over to the man, "Take care of her Diego."
"I cannot believe they are friends and they found us," Diego smiled, pulling Eliza close.
"You are going to have stories to tell me later missy," I smiled, hugging Eliza.
"Indeed I do," she laughed, before pulling away and walking out the door. Javier followed, locking all doors, straightening up the dance floor, and shutting off most of the lights before coming to get me and start a slow dance without music.
"You have no idea how much I've missed you," I breathed. Between my legs began to ache as he ground my hips against his groin before dipping me backwards then pulling me to him.
Two can play that game, I smiled evilly, raking my nails under his shirt, across his back and up his muscled torso. I felt him shiver and I smiled in victory. He just countered by running his hands up my waist to my chest, treading lightly over one side while his other hand lead my hips again.
This time my nails went under the back of his shirt, pulling it off over his head. I ran my palms down his chest, kissing his neck, broad sternum and finally his lips.
"I dreamed of you all the time Katey," he whispered, tickling my lips with the words, "I was dead without you."
"I was the exact same way Javier," I let out a sigh as his fingers tickled my back, teasing the zipper. He was always a gentleman, never pressuring me unless I told him it was okay.
I nodded against his lips before kissing him. He undid the zipper slowly before pulling on the fabric that undid my halter and let my dress pool at my feet.
Javier then swept me up in his arms, leaving our clothing behind, and carried me through the doors behind the bar.
"I love you," he whispered, before laying me down on the bed, me pulling down with me.
Exactly where we were supposed to be.