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"I wouldn't mind a blowjob as well." "I'm sure you wouldn't." I flirted with him and he stopped and leaned forward. "My friend and I want two vodka's and cokes and two blowjob shots please." "Coming right up." He grinned. "What do you want to drink? They're on me." "Let's get another round of Vodka and cokes and you can choose the shots." "Let's get some blowjobs." I laughed and signaled to the bartender. "It's like he thinks I'm ten." "It's not just you, Alice. "I swear Aiden is an idiot." "I just don't know why he has to be so rude to me." Alice made a face. "What?" "He said there was no way I'd have been able to beat the guy off if he tried something with me and I tried to say no." "Are you joking?" I groaned and rolled my eyes. And that I hadn't shown common sense by dancing with a man that looked like he could bench-press three hundred pounds." She made a face.

"He told me that he was disappointed in me. "What happened with Aiden?" I said as we made it to the bar, where it was quieter. I saw that Aiden was standing there with a disapproving look on his face and I knew that their conversation hadn't gone well. "Let's get a drink." "I was wondering where you disappeared to." She said and sighed. I pushed my way through the crowds and grabbed her arm. "Then I'd say I'm sorry." I shrugged and hurried over to Alice before he could stop me. "You should leave now." "What if I don't want it to be over?" He said as he gave me the most drop-dead smile I'd ever seen on his face. What was I doing dancing with this man I could never have? How many times was I going to put myself through this? "The dance is over." I stepped back and gave him a short smile. We were each other's dirty little secret and as I continued to stare at him, I felt a wave of crimson shame ripple through me. We were already tied together, in ways that we'd never be able to erase or forget. It was tarred by the fact that we weren't just two strangers getting to know each other. In different circumstances, this moment could have felt magical, but instead it was tarred. For the people we could have been in different circumstances. It was the first time we were in each other's presence without fucking or arguing. It felt like it was the first time we were actually seeing each other. We stared at each other, just taking each other in. I felt as if he were my husband going off to war and this was the last dance we were promised before he shipped out. We just studied each other as we moved, as if we were trying to remember every single detail of each other's face. He stared back at me with intense eyes, no smile on his face. I pulled back slightly and looked into his face to see if I could figure out what he was thinking. I could feel his heart beating in his chest, steady and solid, reminding me that he was only a man just like me. His hands remained where they were and his lips never ventured towards mine. I was surprised that he didn't try to touch me sexually again. We were surrounded by people, but in that moment there was only us. We moved slowly as if at a ball our dance was totally out of place in the packed club, but neither of us cared. His body against mine felt like home and I allowed myself to relax into him, I put my arms around his neck and rested my head on his shoulder. We danced in silence, our bodies moving together in harmony as if we'd danced a million different times to a million different songs. It felt nice and warm and oh so dangerous as his hands moved up and down my back and ass, until they settled on my lower back.

"I can't make any promises." His arms went around my waist and we started dancing together. "Don't try and slip your hands up under my skirt." I whispered in his ear and he laughed and pulled me closer to him. "Don't try any funny stuff." "What funny stuff would I try?" He looked at me innocently and I laughed. "What about them?" "Fine, one dance." I sighed. "Dance with me, Liv." "What about Aiden and Alice?" I nodded towards them next to us and he shrugged. I think that makes you a siren." He pulled me towards him. "When you dance, I couldn't stop myself from looking at you. "I'm not a siren." I shook my head with a blush. "What?" "One dance and I'll leave and take Aiden with me." "Why do you want a dance?" "Who wouldn't want a dance from a sexy siren like you?" He winked at me. It isn't fair to me." "Just one dance." He said, his eyes never leaving mine. I don't want this headache, Xander." I rubbed my forehead as the beginning of a headache was about to set in.