Shenseea - Work Me Out Ft. Wizkid Instrumental -

Then, the selector dropped the needle.

The crowd thinned around her, drawn in by the gravity of her isolation. She closed her eyes. In the darkness behind her lids, she wasn’t in a sweaty warehouse. She was on a beach at sunset, the sand cool under her feet, the ocean breathing in time with the track. She was in a Lagos club, the air thick with cologne and joy. She was in a New York loft, rain sliding down the windows. Shenseea - Work Me Out Ft. WizKid Instrumental

Devon forgot the girl in the lime-green dress. His mouth went dry. He had seen Taya dance a hundred times, but never like this. This wasn't a performance. It was a séance. She was summoning every version of herself she’d been too tired, too heartbroken, or too scared to show him. Then, the selector dropped the needle