So we have reached part 4 of this story. Jace and Jaz are in an environment in which sometimes shouldn't be mixed with alcohol. In here Jace is a bit more carefree, because he is being pushed out of his comfort zone. Others might see as a nervous situation, but he sees it as a distraction. But in reality what is it? Please enjoy part 4 and remember to review and give me your feedback. Thank you!

Jace smiled and continued to serve her and himself. "Come on Jaz, there must be something you haven't done, that you would like to do?" he asked. "I've never..." She thought while drinking. "Robbed a bank." She smirked, as if it were a real possibility that that was what she might do if she lost. Jace almost choked at his drink as she said it. Once he regained himself, he spoke, "Really? Well that's easy, depending on the bank actually. Some still have their mail delivered via mailboxes prior to WWII meaning that the package entry is big enough for one person to enter. Like going through the air vent." His response was casual. "Yeah I can get in through tiny spaces. I can get past security tapes too." She chuckled. "What? Surprised I've yet to rob a bank?" Jace drank his drink and smiled. "I'm surprised actually that I have robbed a bank before you. One point for Jace Hunter, zero for Jasmine Mote."

"You've robbed a bank?" She had a hard time believing it. "Yeah a few actually just to get settled here and once I got settled, I have not done it since. Now come on, drink up" he served her and him again. "Don't need to tell me twice." She downed another. "More please!" She held out her glass to him with a smile. He poured her more of the drink and they continued to talk and drink for about another an hour and after 4 bottles of Bourbon, Jace started to feel a bit lightheaded. Jaz was enjoying herself, just drinking and talking. The alcohol was starting to affect her, making her laugh some more than usual. She refused to give in though. She was determined to win the bet.

Jace kept pouring, the alcohol accumulated in his body and because he wasn't wearing it off, he also started to laugh more, almost acting like a child. She drank, trying and failing at not laughing more. "You give in yet?" She smiled at him, while pointing at him with her empty glass. Jace laughed as he poured, trying not to miss the glass. "Yeah..." He put his head down and grabbed a white napkin waving it like a flag. "Truce?" He couldn't drink anymore, the room was spinning and the music was just too much. "Nope! You give! I win!" She cheered loudly, slamming down her glass. She stood, doing a little victory dance. For her, the alcohol intensified everything. The music was louder, the colors were brighter and her emotions were heightened. "I hereby declare you have fun and not worry!" She pointed at him. Jace smiled. "I can't just stay here and see you dance, I mean that is quite the view." He hadn't noticed that it slipped out. Seeing her dance and happy made him happy because at least someone was enjoying life the way it should be.

She shook her head, hardly noticing what he said. "Nope." She held out her hand to him. "No watching. You have to dance too." Jace took her hand and she led him to the dance floor. He made a bet and he was one to keep his word. Jaz started to dance as she took him to the dance floor. Jace tried to follow her lead, but he was a bit dizzy. Despite being lightheaded and unable to think clearly, she still took in the music and crowd, dancing. Seeing Jace falling behind, she giggled and placed his hands on her hips without thinking about it, and pulled him close to her, and wrapping her arms around him. She led slowly at first so he could get in rhythm and started to pick up the pace to match the rest of the crowd and the pace of the music.

Jace kept up, not removing his hands from her hips, instead he brought her in closer, holding her tighter to him. Jace after two songs let loose and he was dancing just like Jaz, without a care in the world. Jaz didn't mind that they were pressed against each other. In fact, she actually kind of liked it. She was thrilled to see Jace getting in the right groove, not thinking and just enjoying himself. The music kept going music from Calvin Harris to David Guetta was playing. Today at the club it seemed like a very busy day, it seemed like there more people than usual. The dance floor began to get crowded, pushing Jace and Jaz closer together. She grinned up at him, laughing and moving her body with his, not shying away from how close they were. She held onto him, resting her forehead against his yet didn't stop dancing. Their faces were close, they could feel the heat burning off each other. Jace took his hand and removed the hair that covered her neck, being just a bit taller than her was an advantage. He stroked her neck with his fingers and lowered his head. Unaware of his own actions, dancing to music and the electric atmosphere that surrounded them, Jace began to kiss her neck.

She gasped quietly, and her eyes closed. Head tilted to the side on its own, giving him more space to kiss. She began to slow down, still moving her hips to the music, but not nearly as energetic like the others in the club, as it was now seductive, as if moving just for Jace. He noticed how she allowed him more access to her. Jace placed one hand on her back and another on the back of her neck to keep her well in position as he continued to kiss. She pulled her arms around his neck so he was closer, so he knew she wasn't objecting it. With the Bourbon in her system and the high energy, she wasn't thinking clearly. Besides, this wouldn't be their first time acting like this. He seemed to have lost track of where they were and that they were surrounded by people. Jace continued to kiss her neck, now giving it a bite every now and then. He didn't object to her bringing him closer, he actually enjoyed it. What he enjoyed more was that she was not pushing him away, but allowing him to kiss her, to touch her in a way that he never thought he could. Jasmine too had forgotten where they were, or she just didn't care. She let out little moans as Jace nipped at her neck, happy with not only that it was happening but that it was Jace who was doing it. She whispered his name, a sound he only managed to catch because her lips were near his ear, yet he didn't hear clearly, unsure if it was his name or just another moan.

Jace was lost in what he was doing.

While dancing and kissing, a man bumped into them. That knocked Jace back into his senses. He took a few steps back, "Jaz I'm so sorry. I...I don't know what came over me." He tried to regain balance. "What?" Her eyes fluttered open, her trance like state broken. "Oh...right..." The man bumping into them and Jace's abrupt absence sobered her up a bit. She said nothing about what had just happened. "I...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. That was rude and abrupt." He didn't know what else to say. He was no longer dancing or moving to the sound of the music. She shook her head. "No, it's okay. Don't worry about it." They stood still in the center of the dance floor, surrounded by people who were dancing, and ignoring them. She just looked at him, not saying anything else. "I should go...and um grab some water." He didn't know what to say. The whole situation had turned from realistic fantasy to an awkward situation. "Yeah...probably to get away from the crowd too." She nodded. It was so crowded it was getting hard to move. It was getting hot too, but she didn't think it was just the crowd.

"Here." Jace took her hand to help her maneuver around the crowd. Once they were out of the crowd, he told Jaz it would be better to get the water in his office as the environment was different. Jaz nodded and she followed him.

TO BE CONTINUED...