Feeling my skin warm, I shake my head resolutely. "You're wrong."
"Prove it to me then."
"What exactly am I proving if I kiss you right now?"
That dimple is back. "Me. I suppose. That I'm not going to throw you on the floor and walk away, because isn't that what you're really worried about?"
I lean in really close to his mouth. "That's being a little dramatic, don't you think?"
"Perhaps, but I think you get the point."
Pushing my silly worries away, I decide to call him on this PDA. "Fine," I mutter, and then I press my quivering lips to his. But I'm not looking for chaste here, so I lean even closer, allowing my breasts to brush his chest. Then to amp things up, I press my mouth harder against his, my tongue running gently across the seam of his closed lips.
It doesn't take long for his mouth to part, letting me in. I flick my tongue against his, and he does the same. Taking it a step further, I tighten my fingers in his hair and when I do, I swear I hear a slight growl.
This is fun.
Soon though, he takes control. He moves his lips against mine, slowing the pace by gently licking at my tongue and sucking on it to deepen the kiss.
Goose bumps rise all over my arms.
He puts an arm around me to pull me closer, and when he does, my chest presses against his. A growl rises from the back of Nick's throat and suddenly I remember we're not alone. Reluctantly, I push myself away.
Nick gives me a slow smile. "Did you lose yourself in my kiss?"
He's so arrogant.
"No," I answer trying to catch my breath, trying to remember where I am, and what I'm doing.
The song changes to a slow techno beat, and then I remember exactly why we just did that.
Slowly, I turn to see three shocked faces staring at Nick and I, wide-eyed with their mouths hanging open. And to make matters worse, they were all standing now.
"I thought you told them?" I whisper.
"I did."
"And?"
"They said cool, and talked about the things we always do."
"Baseball and business," I mutter.
Not one of them has moved an inch.
"Haven't you ever seen two people kiss before?" I shout over the music.
Ethan's eyes are still the size of half dollars. "I can honestly say I have never seen Nick kiss a girl before."
"Me either," Jace says, downing the rest of my martini.
"Holy shit," says Fiona, still staring at Nick. "You must really like her."
They are all still staring at Nick, who seems to be at a loss of words.
Okay, he looks really adorable right now.
Ethan shakes his head and a wicked grin spreads across his lips. "Dude, what are your intentions?"
Jace chimes in. "I think this is the only woman he's been out with that he actually knows her last name, so it should be safe to assume he plans on keeping her around for a while."
Poor Fiona is still trying to comprehend the situation.
Slowly, Nick rises to his feet. He points his finger at Ethan. "You're a dick," he says, and shifts his finger a little to the left until he's pointing it at Jace. "And you're a dick."
The two guys burst out laughing.
Nick shakes his head.
Just then, DJ Jazzy Jeff starts to spin, "Oops, I Did it Again," and Fiona goes wild. "Oh, my God, I love this song," she screams, and then offers one hand to Ethan and the other to Jace. "What do you say you two men dance with me?"
They each take her hand, like they've done this before. Ethan steps toward Nick though before leaving and thumps him on the shoulder. "Really dude, you know we're just busting on you. I think it's great. Just don't fuck it up."
Nick throws him the finger.
Ethan feigns a wounded a heart, and then trails behind Fiona, who is being led by Jace to the dance floor.
I sit down with a sigh and look up at Nick. "So, did I prove myself?"
Nick sits beside me. "I don't know. Did I prove myself?"
I smile over at him and grin. "You did."
His thigh presses mine. "So did you."
Feeling like we just hit a milestone, I start to jiggle a little to the beat of the Britney Spears classic.
"Show me your dance moves, beautiful," Nick whispers in my ear.
And maybe it's the alcohol or the high on life, but I stand up and do just that. I've never danced for any one before like this. Sure, I've put on a show with Fiona, but this is different.
Nick watches me with his smile growing wider and wider. And then he claps his hands and starts to move a little too.
It's heart-stoppingly sexy.
Just before the song ends, the lights start flickering pink and purple. And with the music pumping, and him staring at me the way he is, I can't help but wonder if I'm not falling in love with him.