When he got the message to "come quick, you gotta see this", Danny had no idea what he would be walking in on. He was just down the street with the guys having a beer and watching the game. And he knew that the girls were getting together as well, but didn't care to watch college ball; they were only interested if it was a local team. So they were having cocktails at a different bar.

But then Danny got a text from Stella an hour into the night. And he was sure that it was worth leaving the game to see whatever his girlfriend was up to; Stella wouldn't have 911-ed him otherwise.

When he walked into the bar, he had to look for a minute to see past the group of people cheering. And his jaw nearly hit the floor when he finally saw what all the fuss was about.

Jess cheered and yelled and waved a cowboy hat over her head as she linked arms with another woman next to her. There were a handful of women standing on a few tables pushed together in the middle of the room, dancing and having a good time together.

Pushing his way to the front of the crowd, Danny planted himself where he could watch for a minute, before scanning the group. He leaned in and spoke into Stella's ear, trying to be heard over the din. "What exactly is she doing up there?" even as spoke to his friend, he couldn't take his eyes off the group of women in the middle of the room.

"Well, she had a margarita, and a shot of tequila, then a few people started pushing tables together. She had another shot and got up there with them." Stella shook her head and laughed as she clapped, unable to contain her excitement over the way her friend was acting up there dancing with complete strangers, but having a great time.

Jess threw her arms up over her head, causing her dark lacy tank top to ride up on her stomach as she spun around and stomped her feet. Her hair twirled around her face and landed haphazardly on her shoulders when she stopped and she continued dancing again when she had made a full circle.

Danny watched her for a minute, grinning stupidly at how turned on he was because of how happy she was, then shook his head and leaned back in to Stella. "She can't possibly be drunk. She holds her liquor better than me."

"She's not. She's just having a good time."

Jess threw the cowboy hat out into the crowd and spun on the table again, clapping in time with the music. One of the men standing behind Danny whooped loudly, and when he realized that the man was looking at Jess and shook his head. "Sorry pal, she's not that drunk and not that stupid." He didn't wait for the man to respond before he stepped toward the table and reached his hands up. "Jess, baby, what are you doin'?"

Her eyes went wide. "Danny!" She took his hands and hopped down from her 'stage' and stumbled a little, letting herself fall into his embrace. "I'm dancing. Wanna join?"

"Actually, yes. But not here." He looked around as he held her a little more securely. "There's a lot of uh, company here."

She leaned into whisper in his ear before he could turn all the way back, surprising him a little when he felt her lips on his skin. "Gonna take me somewhere a little more private to dance then?"

Taking a deep breath and trying to shake off the chill in his spine that was currently paralyzing him, he turned back to her with a grin. "That's the plan."