Free Indigo by Unknown

I’d get together with him that day and practice a few songs for Klaeger’s class.”
    Jeremy is the only other singer in our Independent Study course, so it would make sense that they would work together. Shawn tries to his best to keep his cool expression, but I can tell he isn’t crazy about her answer. “Sounds like a good time,” is all he says.
    “How about you?”
    Indigo has been steadily sipping her drink, but looks up at my question, her cheeks a little pink to match her lips. “I don’t think so. I need to try and find the nearest Home Depot and get some supplies to install stuff in my room.”
    And just like that, I’m curious again. “Do you need help with something? I’m really good at--“
    Sabrina’s shriek cuts me off, and I jump back in alarm when she bounces off the stool and grabs Indigo’s hand. “I love this song! You have to dance with me.”
    Indigo takes one more sip of her drink and then allows Sabrina to drag her off toward the dance floor, giving me an apologetic glance. Sabrina looks over her shoulder at Shawn and shoots him a saucy wink. “Join us if you dare boys.”
    We both watch as they wind their way around a few bodies, and find a spot in the corner, still in full view of the table. Sabrina grabs Indigo’s hand and hauls her in close to in whisper something in her ear. Whatever she says makes Indigo’s eyes goes wide. Damn, I want to know what was said.
    All thoughts of Sabrina’s words vanish the moment Indigo gives in and starts to dance. The transformation happens in an instant. Holy, fuck. One second she’s the sweet, reserved girl I pegged her as, and the next, a confident woman radiating sensuality like an elegant lover. I can tell from her face, from each graceful sweep of her body, that’s there’s no thinking behind the movements. It comes to her as natural as her next breath. I’m literally floored, and I feel my new obsession with this girl sink in a little bit further.
    “We’re in trouble,” Shawn murmurs from beside me, his eyes as transfixed on the dance floor as mine are.
    I watch in fascination when Indigo whips her hair back from her face and shakes her head back and forth to the beat.  She’s a dancer all right. Even I can tell how talented she is. Her body is insanely perfect to begin with, but dancing like that? There aren’t words.
    Shawn downs the rest of his drink in one swallow and slams it on the table. “I’m going in.”
    He reaches the dance floor and scoops Sabrina into his arms making her squeal with delight.
    Indigo laughs and steps out of their way, but when her gaze finds mine, I’m moving instantly. 
    Because when a woman who’s moving like that , looks at you like that, there’s nothing else you can do.
    INDIGO
    The beat flows through me like a drug, and as always, I’m able to completely forget everything else. For me, dancing is about letting ago, and using my body to express the way I feel, how the music makes me feel. There’s nothing else that has ever given me peace quite like it.
    Raising my arms above my head, I circle around in a measured rhythm, feeling weightless. Through the veil of my hair, I see Shawn step on to the dance floor and head straight for Sabrina, and can’t help but laugh when he swoops in from behind. It’s what she was hoping would happen all along. Let’s drive them crazy, she whispered to me earlier.
    Thinking of the dance I promised Kennedy, I look in his direction to see if maybe he’s still interested. The thought of his body next to mine makes my skin flush and for a brief second I worry that I might have broken out in hives. I haven’t danced with someone in a couple years, but the little bit of alcohol running through my system, and sheer willpower, is making me want to try. Just try it. What’s the worst that could happen? We’re in the middle of a dance floor with dozens of people around.
    I don’t have to wait long. The moment my eyes hit his, he’s on his way over making