" Let him go, Luis," my date obliges instantly. However, he threw Maybin against the DJ table. The music died down, and everyone was looking at us. Luis turned to me with a faint smile, 

" You good?" 

I nodded slowly, still gasping for air. He didn't even break a sweat. 

" I need fresh air," I answered.

He extended his hand to me, and I took it. We left the club as everyone still watched. We took a walk through the quiet, bright streets. We were both silent for a while, enjoying the air ...