Yes, I know it's been a while since I've updated but Mortuary Science is quite demanding. For this I apologize, and now that I'm on a break, I'll make an effort to get chapter eight up as soon as I can. As always, please read and review! Lyrics from All I Ever Wanted by Basshunter.

Chapter Seven – In the Club

I'd been to my fair share of night clubs and raves in my late teens and twenties, so I'd picked up a few dance moves during that time. I never expected that my date knew how to bust a move too, and I'd almost swear if he wasn't a writer, he very well could've been a male stripper. That thought made me laugh as Connor and I walked to the bar after dancing for five songs straight.

"Wat's so funny, Jewel?" he asked me as the DJ blended beats to move into the next song.

"You might think it was weird," I replied as I signaled the bartender.

"Try me," he grinned.

"What'll it be, folks?"

"Citrus water for me. Connor?"

"Same, love. Now, ya gonna tell me wat ya were t'inkin'?"

"Okay, okay. I was just thinking that you dance so well that if you weren't a writer, you probably could've been a stripper."

He looked a bit weirded out by that but then seemed to think about it. "Hmm… be a great way ta make cash if a book went south. Thanks fer the idea."

"Two citrus waters. No charge." The redhead was about to serve someone else but I handed her a ten note before she could walk away, to which she flashed me a somewhat flirty smile then moved to take care of the other patrons.

"Tink she liked ya," Connor grinned while giving me a mischievous wink.

"Wouldn't be the first time a woman tried to flirt with me. I seem to attract both sexes but I only swing one way," and I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Good fer me den, ain't it?"

"There you guys are! We were wondering where you were." Ange and Murphy came up to us just then, looking like they needed a break too.

"Had to take a break for a few minutes. This place may be underground but it's sure crowded."

"Most folks 'ere be friends of da watchmen and owner, plus a few got in by special invite." Murphy ordered two club sodas for Ange and himself. "Course, gotta keep it secret. Don wan it goin' mainstream."

"Don tink George could keep up wit it o'herwise. 'Aven't seen 'em 'round lately," the blonde Irishman took in the scene. "You seen 'em, Murph?"

"Once, at da coffeeshop. 'Bout a month ago, methinks." He drained his club soda in one gulp and signaled for a refill. "Seemed ta be doin' a'right."

"Good ta hear. Good ta hear."

"I had a feeling you'd be friends with someone who runs this place since we got in for free and got a bar comp. You sure have some interesting connections." Ange commented, throwing back her own soda.

"Ya 'ave no idea, girl." Connor replied but didn't say anything in addition to that. I seriously began to wonder who these guys really were and what they had to hide. Connor was a well-known author and Murphy being his brother got his fair share of notoriety but there had to be something else to the MacManus brothers; something they weren't telling me and Angelina. I hoped to Hecate that they weren't serial killers or something to that affect because that'd be just my luck. Of course, something like that may be very exciting.

'What are you now? A psychopath? You seriously watch too many slasher films.' My imagination was starting to run away with itself, but with everything I'd read on the subject, it wouldn't be too far off.

"Well, I'm ready for another round of dancing," I heard Ange say. "Murphy, you ready?"

"Anytime, darlin'. Anytime." I watched as they disappeared into the crowd while Connor and I stayed at the bar to finish our drinks.

"You know, this may only be their first date but I think those two will work out well together."

"Aye. Murph's got it bad fer her. Jus' hope he don mess it up like he's done before."

"Mess it up how?"

"Movin' too fast. Don tink he will wit dis one. Won't do nothin' she don wanna do."

"How can you tell?"

"Bruddha's intuition," he replied, putting a finger to his temple.

I shrugged. "Yeah, you guys are twins after all. I suppose there is something to that connection after all."

"Could almost read me bruddha's mind fer a while dere den me book took off and I weren't 'round much anymore. Tink he still resents me fer it, least a lit'le."

"You guys sure have a lot of history."

"Remind me ta tell ya 'bout it one day."

"Oh, don't worry. I will," I smiled at him, and took a drink of my citrus water.

All I ever wanted was to see you smiling, smiling

I know that I love you

Oh baby why don't you see, you see

I almost choked on my drink when I heard one of my favorite Basshunter songs come on.

"Ya a'right, Jewel?"

"Yeah, I'm good. This is one of my favorite songs. Feel up to dancing again?"

"Could dance all night wit ya. Shall we?"

"Absolutely." We polished off our waters then headed back onto the floor.

All I ever wanted was to see you smiling

All I ever wanted was to make you mine

I know that I love you

Oh baby, why don't you see

That all I ever wanted was you and me

All I ever wanted was to see you smiling

All I ever wanted was to make you mine

I know that I love you

Oh baby, why don't you see

That all I ever wanted was you and me

Drop the bass

We'd been dancing my back to his front for the majority of the time we'd been at the club but for this tune, it was front to front. I almost lost my steps a few times because those eyes were boring into mine so intensely. All that kept me on my feet was the fact that I was holding onto his shoulders and singing the lyrics.

I'm so alone, here on my own

And I am waiting for you to come

I want to be, a part of you

Think of all the things we could do

And every day, you're in my head

I want to have you in my bed

You are the one

You're in my eyes

All I ever wanted in my life

It was then that Connor kissed me for the third time during our first date and in that moment, I felt nothing but a burning desire for him.

All I ever wanted was to see you smiling

All I ever wanted was to make you mine

I know that I love you

Oh baby, why don't you see

That all I ever wanted was you and me

All I ever wanted was to see you smiling

All I ever wanted was to make you mine

I know that I love you

Oh baby, why don't you see

That all I ever wanted was you and me

The rest of the lyrics were lost on me as we deepened our kiss and I felt his strong hands stroking my hair and neck. I pulled him as close as I could and ran my hands over his neck and shoulders, but our pure bliss couldn't last forever as I felt the need for air and slowly pulled away. I opened my eyes to see a dazzling smile on his face.

"Wat say ye ta us getting' outta 'ere?" he asked, putting his forehead to mine.

"What about Ange and Murphy?"

"We'll tell 'em we're leavin'. Stop worryin' 'bout yer friend. She's safe wit me bruddha."

He was right, of course, and she'd more than likely tell me the same thing. "Alright. Let's go find them." Holding my hand, Connor led us around the dancefloor, only to discover that the other couple was nowhere to be seen. I started to get scared but then I remembered something: no smoking inside public establishments, so they probably stepped out for a smoke.

"Murph must be out 'avin' a smoke," my date said before I could. "Let's head out." Sure enough when we opened the steel door, there was Angelina and Murphy, having a cigarette and laughing with some of the watchmen underneath a short awning. It was raining with random flashes of lightning streaking across the dark clouds, followed by rolling thunderclaps.

"Hey guys! Get too stuffy in there for you too?" my friend acknowledged as we moved toward them.

"Nah, we're still having fun but I think we're going to take off for the night. Will you guys be alright?" I told them what Connor and I would be doing, and all I got was a sly grin from both of them. "Oh jeez. Knock it off, you guys. And here I thought my mind was always in the gutter."

"Don fret it, Jewel. Connor won't make ya do anyt'ing ya don wanna," Murphy took a drag off his smoke. "But if ya do, wear a condom. Don need 'em reproducin'."

"Cheers Murphy," I said sarcastically. "I'll remember that." The blonde writer didn't say anything but simply punched his brother in the shoulder, causing him to laugh in response.

"Same ta ya, bro. Don need any kids from ya either."

"Point taken," the brothers hugged then. "See ya tomorrow."

"Call me when you get home, alright Ange?" I said as I hugged my friend.

"Okay, mum," she joked but I knew she'd call to let me know she was safe. "You guys have fun."

"Dat we will," and Connor put his arm around my shoulders and we walked out into the slowing rain, not caring a bit that we were getting soaked.


I think to say that I was on cloud nine was a serious understatement. It was still hard to fathom that I was on a date and had been kissed three times by a famous, not to mention incredibly hot, author, who more or less told me that I was the only one he wanted to be with. Most people would say that was going too fast but to be honest, I didn't care. I was finally with a man who'd treat me right and never do anything to hurt me, so I sure as hell better not fuck it up.

"Wat's on yer mind, darlin'?" I must've zoned out again as we were walking because it had apparently stopped raining and we were getting closer to the city proper.

"I was just thinking about how lucky I feel to be here with you right now."

"Could say da same 'bout ye," and that made me colour up a bit.

"You sure have a knack for making my face red. I was also thinking that I'd better not fuck this up like my past relationships because I seriously think I'd never date again if I did."

"Don worry. Won't let ya fuck it up. I'll stick by ya no matta wat."

"That's… extremely reassuring. Hell, I don't know what to say now."

He turned my face towards his and we stopped walking. "Ya don 'ave ta say anyt'ing," and he kissed me again. I could get used to this. It was a short one but it still sent electrical thrills throughout my body. How could he do this to me?

'He's the one and you know it. Don't let him go anywhere.'

'Thanks for the obvious conclusion, brain. Now shut up.'

When we pulled apart, he had a smart-ass grin on his face. "Could get used ta dat look on ya."

"What look?" I asked, feeling my face become covered in crimson.

"Ya looked like ya'd woken up from a very pleasant dream," he teased as we continued walking. "Course, dis feels like a dream ta me too, ta be honest."

"Why does it feel that way to you, and where are we going anyway?" We'd almost made it to the coffeeshop without realizing it and had no actual destination in mind.

"Like I told ya earlier, Jewel, I can't put me finger on it but yer different from other women, and da one I wanna be wit. Lot ta take in fer a first date, I know, but I jus' wanna be honest wit ya 'bout everyt'ing."

"I think we have a great deal to tell each other," I looked around to see where we were at then made a choice. Whether I'd regret it or not, I'd find out in the morning. "How about we go to my flat for the rest of the night?"

"Won't argue wit ya dere," and we headed back to my building.