I drew my face away from Elizabeth, our foreheads touched, I gave her a hint of kissing by biting my lips sexily, and I could feel her breathing on my lips.
She was also biting her lips sexily and smiling, as if she couldn't wait for my lips to touch her pomegranate blossom lips.
Her lips opened the way for my lips to pass through, her lips as soft as fur, I moved my hand to place it on her cheek, and we broke the kiss when we noticed Bella was back.
"Lover birds, that's enough, you should come and join us on the dance floor," she yelled, holding Elizabeth's hand and forcing her to stand up to follow her.
I also stood up and walked behind them as they entered the dance floor, while I went to the bartender to get a drink. While I waited for the bartender to arrive so I could order what I wanted, I turned my face to the right.
I couldn't believe who I saw; it was one of our teachers, Mr Fred Hendrick; he was with a lady; I caught a glimpse of him putting a pill into the drink in front of the lady; and I was about to look around to see if anyone else had seen him.
I looked away quickly, pretending I hadn't seen anything. After a while, I turned to look, and he was gone. I wondered where he had gone, and why he had drugged her. I don't believe his intentions were solely for sex, but for something more.
I returned to the dance floor to inform Jack and Josh of what I had witnessed; they were also curious about the pill he had dropped into the drink.
We were all outside the club when it was time to go home. Bella drove away with Elizabeth in her car while Stephen drove Lora home, I gave Lydia my motorcycle keys so she could drive it home for me, and Ellie drove herself home, leaving me, Jack, and Josh behind.
We jumped into Josh's car and drove to Mr Fred's house. After a few minutes, we arrived, but we parked a street before his street. "How did you know his house?" I asked.
"I asked a friend in his class for his address," Josh replied, "Guys, let's get moving," Jack said happily as we alighted from the car, the houses in the area are few, it would be easy for us to go close to his house without the neighbors noticing.
We jumped into his compound through his garden; the lights in his room were turned on, indicating that he was home; we walked silently like ninjas; unfortunately for us, he had a dog in his backyard.
We came to a halt as soon as we saw the dog; we were all panting heavily; there was no other way to his house's back door, which meant we had to cross over the sleeping dog to open the door.