Free Not First Love by Jennifer Lawrence

she found a couple pressing each other against the wall and kissing passionately.
    She kept on moving. She had covered almost all of it when she caught sight of the sofa. The sofa was pressed against a corner. She hoped that she would find someone there. She went towards it.
    She did find someone there. It was Arthur, half lying on the sofa, with a woman on both the sides. His front buttons were open but the last, showing off his bare chest and the two women ran their nails on it. The same chest Jan had admired and wanted to touch. Arthur was drinking straight from the bottle. The woman on his right took it from him and smooched him. The liquid trickled from his mouth. The other one licked it off.
    Arthur was too busy to be aware of Jan standing there and watching him.
    Arthur had wanted to forget Jan and redirect his attention to another woman. He spotted the ‘bombshells’ and they spotted her. He was hard to miss.  He didn’t pick any of them and let them both come to him. Maybe two girls will make him forget the one. But it wasn’t so easy. He was hardly feeling a thing while they ran their fingers and dug their nails into his skin. He was feeling emptier. He took up a bottle and started to drink from it. It made him feel a little better. He took another sip and the woman on his right took his mouth slid her tongue into his mouth. 
    He didn’t feel satisfied, he needed another sip. He took the bottle from that woman and got another sip. His eye fell on a beautiful figure, clad in a black gown. Part of her left leg showed. He ran his eyes lustily on the body, he felt desire staring to build up in his lower regions.  He needed to have a better look. He removed the woman on the left who was kissing his chest and putting her fingers longingly inside his jeans.
    Jan felt her heart wrenching. Arthur was having the time of his life. Jan had nothing to say, he didn’t belong to her. The woman on his left kissed his chest. She wished she was one of them. Then she would have had the chance to come closer to him. When she saw her fingers finding their way inside his jeans, she couldn’t watch it anymore. She wanted to cry out, but she controlled herself. 
    Arthur removed the woman on the left and looked at the woman standing in front. The disco lights made everything look different. He looked admiringly at her waist. He wished to have his arms around it.
    His sight went up the body and his wish turned to want. He lusted for her. He looked at her chin and then into her eyes. He recognized the eyes.  It was the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen. And right now it was the most expressively sad.
    Jan felt sadder at the way Arthur scanned her body. Jan was disgusted at how could he ever look at a woman like that. That was just not him. When his eyes met hers, she turned and walked away. She was going back to her cave, whether she found Zilo or not.
    Arthur saw her turning away. He made no effort to go after her. It was good she saw him this way, it would make things easier for him. She saw him almost bumping into Zilo. He said something about how great she looked. She smiled at him. Zilo called his friend and introduced her. He offered her to dance with him.
    Jan had turned to go and had almost bumped into Zilo. Complimenting her, he asked his friend Van to dance with her.  Jan complied. It would look too rude to decline. She would dance for a while and then walk away.
    Arthur could see her dancing.
    But Jan had forgotten about Arthur. She had to be careful. She had not been able to tell Zilo or Arthur about the aphrodisiac spray. It was heavy in the air. Coupled with drinking, it could have had a serious effect on your brain’s pleasure centre. She cannot go back to Arthur. She turned to find Zilo. But Van turned her towards him and brought her closer. He placed his hands on the small of her back. 
    Arthur felt something stirring strongly in his heart. He forgot about the women beside him. He felt jealous, and never had