Why Me?
PART 2

Chapter 2

Jonathan placed the micrphone back in its stand, and jumped down off of the stage. He had to fight his way through the groping hands of the crowd, in order to make his way to where she was sitting. When he approached her, he noticed that she had lowered her head to the bar. Her long, straight, auburn hair draped over her arm . She was trembling. His eyes followed the contours of her body. They stopped when they reached the slit in the side of the purple, satin, ankle length dress that she was wearing. The fabric had fallen away from her skin, revealing the soft flesh of her thigh. He let out a soft, inaudible sigh at the mere sight of her. He sat on the empty bar stool beside her. Lightly, he touched her bare shoulder. "Umm, are you alright?"  She jumped and whirled around to face him, defensive. Jonathan held his hands up. "Woah! Sorry about that. I didn't mean to startle you."  Kalarnia'a eyes widened when she realized who was sitting so close beside her. "J-j-j-Jonathan?" She asked in disbelief. He gave her a weak, self conscious grin. "Yeah." Kalarnia could not believe what was happening at this very moment. Why me? Why is he sitting here with me?  She thought to herself.  What caused him to look my way?

Her perfume was intoxicating, and it was driving him crazy. He wanted to touch all of her beauty. Inside and out. How he longed to feel her body pressed against his. Jonathan wanted this beautiful woman to love him . He was terrified to speak, for fear that his emotions would get the better of him . "What is your name?" He asked. She looked at him with doubtful eyes. "Kalarnia. Some people call me Kay." "That is a very pretty name." He replied. She struggled to smile at him. "Thank you." A small, salty tear found its way down Kalarnia's cheek. Jonathan raised his hand to her face and gently wiped it away. What could possibly make this incredible woman feel so hopeless? He thought to himself. "Kalarnia, would you come with me?" He asked, touching the soft skin on the back of her hand. She looked at him reluctantly. He took her small hand in his. "Please?" He looked at her with hope in his eyes.
Kalarnia found herself following Jonathan out of the club, grasping his hand tightly. This was all very surreal to her. If this is a dream, she thought, Then please don't let me wake up.


To be continued.........