Holt's Holding (Part One) - By A Dagmara Page 0,35

that now wrapped around the circle; we entered with ease. The benefit of being known.

The crowds were thick as we walked through, and straight back to Mosaic. Nodding again to the bouncers at the entrance, we walked in without having to deal with the line or cover.

The General Manager, Craig, was quick as he grabbed a hold of my arm pulling me tight and greeting me with his customary kiss on each cheek. He was a perverted little shit and fucked most of his patrons…not me any way. He never tried but like most men, I knew he wanted to. A Minute of polite small talk I broke away from him. He was a short man built like a fourteen-year-old boy with facial hair. Just fucking creepy. Huh! I shivered just a bit stepping away a bit as he was crowding my personal space.

I think he was more than aware, that I was far out of his league, not to mention friends with the owner. Thus, he never really tried his tacky moves on me.

“So, I hear you decided to preform?” He looked hopeful, waiting on my answer.

“Yeah, that. I guess. When do you want me on stage?” I answered looking around at the crowds.

“Whenever, but preferably in ten? Go the bar, and relieve Corey, everything is set. This is exciting. I love seeing you preform.” The look in his eyes had me holding back my bile. Fuck this guy just grossed me out.

Walking thru the club, I went around the bar where the dance floor was closest. Finding an opening, Corey walked over smiling while making a drink as he approached.

“Hey love!” he leaned over the bar and handed me a drink. “You with company?”

“Of course.” I gestured my head to Sam and Brady. Brady and I have known Corey for years as he and Brady went to Law School together. Corey worked for a smaller firm. He said bartending was something he enjoyed. I didn’t know how good of an attorney he was, however Corey was an amazing bartender.

“Brady…my man how are you this evening?” Corey yelled out.

“Never better! I think we need shots Corey…Patron,” Brady yelled out over the music.

“But of course.” He looked down to me “you looking?”

“No, not tonight Corey, just here to have a good time, nothing more.” I took the drink in hand.

“Then a good time you should have, thank you for deciding to perform tonight.” he grinned ear to ear.

Corey disappeared swiftly, only to return with two rounds of shots…I liked his style.

We all took one, then another….I was getting drunk.

Before I knew it, Corey came out from the bar and extended his arm to me. It was show time. Thankful for the few shots, I was feeling less timid and loose.

Walking to the stage, I knew everything would be prepped. Corey had a sixth sense when it came to me. “Ready?” He grinned.

Taking my place on stage, I shook my head at him as he held that stupid grin on his face. I like his type of arrogance. Why? I don’t know, but I trusted him, and singing tonight was something I undeniably needed.

Getting lost in the moment, I let the pounding of the rhythm set my mood. On stage, I opened my eyes to the crowd. Charlie, fuck he was here? Standing towards the back of the crowds his eyes locked on my and that look of longing and sadness was marred in his expression.

Of course, the woman, whom looked like a gorgeous model, snaked a hold around him that he clearly accepted. Shouldn’t be surprised. Charlie was gorgeous. He stood out in a sea of people. Charlie reminded me of a GQ model and the way he held himself, screamed confidence.

Turning to Corey, I mouthed what song I wanted first in the set.

Gripping the mic, I felt the heat of the lights disappear. This song was personal. Finding my voice among the dark. I kept my eyes closed. The music of the bank behind me pulled me into my own private oasis. My lungs needing the release. I lost myself in the song. The crowds cheers deafened in my ears. The vibrations of the music flooded me whole. The song, resonated deep in me. I needed this more than I realized. The words flowed. My body moved, lost in a spell. I tapped the world; I loved to lose myself in.

Opening my eyes, I was no longer searching for him in the crowd of people. The song did that