Chapter 1

The music playing in the club was loud. The beat of the base could be felt through Liz's whole body as she danced in the heavy crowd. She had left Red at the bar thirty minutes ago , tired of his behavior. He seemed to be in a very bad mood today and she was sick of it. She was sick of being holed up in their hotel trying to act like a happy couple when they weren't even acting like friends in private. She was fed up with his controlling, over protective ways and she wanted nothing more than to dance and drink her frustrations away.

The whole week had been a disaster. Red had gave the team a blacklister and insisted that they must go undercover as a couple to bring him down. When they got to the resort she hadn't realized that the blacklister was going to be staying there . He was always watching their every move and whenever Liz was away from Red ,he hit on her. It became clear that Red knew all along that she was the man's type and Red was using her as bate to rope the man in. Red never did anything unless something was in it for him and she was fed up with being used for his own personal gain. Enough was enough.

From the middle of the dance floor Liz looked over at the bar and noticed Red and their target engrossed in conversation. Every once in a while they both looked over at her and then back to each other. It was clear they were talking about her. Liz rolled her eyes and decided to give them something to really talk about. Turning around she picked one of the guys dancing beside her and started to dance with him. Putting her arms around his neck she got really close and they both started to bump and grind to the music in an erotic display of dance. After several minutes, she turned around in his arms and circled her arms up around his neck again, this time with her back to his front. This gave him the freedom to roam his hands up and down her stomach. Stealing a glance over at the men once again she saw them both eyeing her. However, where the blacklister was looking at her with lust, Red was glaring at her with anger in his eyes. She could always tell when he was pissed and this definitely had done the trick.

Liz closed her eyes trying to get Red's intense gaze out of her mind. They danced like this for a while and then the band started to play a slow number and Liz decided to turn back around in his arms. Laying her head against his chest , she was thankful for the number of drinks she had already consumed and how they had given her the courage to do this. All of a sudden Liz felt a hand on her shoulder and the rough deep voice that was distinctly Red's behind her.

"May I cut in sir?" Red asked

"No. Go away Red. I'm having fun." Liz mumbled against the man's chest.

"Shouldn't you be having fun with your boyfriend sweetheart?"

Suddenly the man looked up at Red and dropped his hands down from Liz's back. "Sorry Man, I didn't know she was with someone."

Liz refused to let go of his neck. "I'm not with someone. Don't pay attention to him. He just wants to cause trouble."

Red laughed and moved his hand down Liz's arm and tried to turn her away from the man. "Lizzie , You're the one causing trouble. Now turn around here."

Liz smacked Red's hand away and turned to glare back at him. "Just go Red! You didn't care about your friend pawing at me all week. Or are you just mad that you didn't give this guy permission?"

Red squinted his eyes at Liz and gave her a stunned look. " I don't know how many drinks you've had sweetheart, but it's time we take this conversation upstairs."

Liz turned back to the man she was dancing with and circled her arms around his neck again. "I'm not going anywhere with you and I'm not your sweetheart." Liz stated.

Recognizing he wasn't going to get her off the dance floor without causing a scene, Red decided to head back to the bar and wait for her to come off on her own. After a few more songs Liz made her way back over to Red and realized that the blacklister had finally left. Sitting next to Red Liz asked the bartender for another drink, all the while feeling Red's hot gaze burning into her skin.

"Do you really think you should be drinking another one Lizzie?" Red asked.

"Oh? You care what happens to me now?"

"Lizzie. Let's go upstairs and talk ."

Lizzie grabbed her drink and took a large gulp . "Talking is the last thing on my mind. I'm planning to have fun tonight. Don't wait up."

With that, Liz walked off back to the dance floor and began dancing once again.