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"Dimitri," I said raising my head to look at his face, I could make out his facial features due to all the lights. his face was stone cold and he stared straight ahead, I stared at his face, unknowingly my fingers were hovering over his perfect jaw, but even with all that alcohol in me couldn't bring myself to touch his face, he is like this forbidden fruit that I can't have even if I wanted too. With that thought, I sighed and dropped my hand, Dimitri glanced down at me but didn't comment and continued to walk ahead with me still in his arms. "Why are you here?" I asked him breaking the awkward silence. "Shouldn't you be in there dancing around your bimbo?" my words were mixed but the jealousy in my voice was as clear as the day or... night. He sighed "I was just trying to be polite"