Abby had never been truly shy. She had always spoke her mind, no matter who she was with. It never seemed to cause any problems before, but that was until she had met Connor. Her words seemed to have such an effect on him, whether it be positive or negative. The smallest things could make him grin broadly, but even a slight hint of annoyance made him flinch like a beat puppy. And Abby couldn't stand it.

But as she sat at the bar watching Connor dance, surrounded by random girls, she felt a strong pang of jealousy. They hadn't even gone to the club together. In fact, Sarah, Jenny, and herself had gone for a simple night out, and once they got there, they ran into Danny, Becker and Connor. The six of them sat and had a few beers together, but when the song 'Good Girls Go Bad' came on, Connor kindly pulled himself away from the group to dance. Abby simply watched for a while, and listened as Danny and the others commented.

"Here I am thinking Connor's a shy kid. Look at 'im out there," Danny laughed. Sarah giggled, shaking her head.

"He really has a way with the ladies, doesn't he Abby?" Sarah asked, looking at Abby for a long moment. Abby rolled her eyes, downed the rest of her drink and stood, making her way over to Connor. He was hers, and nobody else would dance with him. Abby was about to make sure of that. She approached, dancing with random people along the way.

"Hey, Abs," Connor said, offering her a grin. His eyes widened in shock as Abby took his hand and placed it on her hip. He fell into it quickly, the pair of them dancing. He could move, she realized, and wondered why he had never offered to take her out dancing before. Because, you idiot. He's scared you'd say no. A voice in her head answered. But this was easy; she never would have said no.

"Connor you're fantastic," Abby laughed, spinning. They had earned themselves a spot on the dance floor, and a few people had stepped away to give the pair room. Connor held her close, and she kissed him full on the lips. He pulled back, smirking.

"Thought you were too hot to dance," he muttered in her hair, and she heard the smirk he was wearing.

"What can I say, Con? You make them good girls go bad," she said, her tone teasing. Connor laughed, and the two made their way back to the table.