I go into the middle of the dance floor and just start to dance. It's not long before someone grinds up behind me. I leave my drink open for easy access to be spiked and dance a little longer. The song changes and I move on. There's no time to waste on horny and high club goers. Many bad dancers later, nothing is sticking out. Another song plays.

"Face to face - but miles away - building trenches out of empty spaces!"

I sway to the beat and two hands grab my waist. He's a surprisingly decent dancer and I move my hips with his.

"We could be beautiful without our war paint - our war paint.

and we could have it all - once we let our walls break, our walls break"

The beat picks up and we keep up the with the pace. My drink is still accessible, I keep my eyes on it.

"Scar to scar - I want to know - every story that you never told"

I know when this song is over I'll have to move on, But I close my eyes and continue to enjoy the dance while I can. The chorus plays again.

"Why in the hell do we fight on the front line. When we both know that we're here on the same side."

Suddenly the bridge of the song plays and I'm being pulled aside. I look back to see who the guy was but his face is blurred through the crowd and lights. I pull my hand away and turn around. It's Sam.

"What are you doing?" I yell at him annoyed.

We stand off, staring at each other. And as the chorus picks up again Sam is grabbing me. He pulls me close to him and kisses me. His lips are soft and he smells like lavender, lemon, and beer. His hands getting tangled in my hair pulling me closer to him, making my body push closely against his. My knees tremble but his arms hold me. I enjoy the kiss for another moment before I remember who it is I'm kissing.

"What. What are you doing?" I push away from him putting my hand to my mouth, feeling pins and needles. Already missing his lips on mine.

"I saw you dancing. With some stranger... I just couldn't watch it anymore." He says sounding protective of me.

"And kissing me?" I ask waiting for more, waiting for an answer to that specific question.

"I.. I don't know.. Must've been the beer" he shrugs averting his eyes from mine.

"Right. The 2 beers you had. Sam.." I begin to speak but he interrupts me.

"Let's just keep working. There's only like another hour before last call"

Although I want to talk to him about what just happened, he's right. I nod my head and walk off to the bar for my second vodka red bull. I finish the drink and put it on the bar top, waiting for assistance to get another.

"We never did finish our dance" a mans voice creeps up behind me.

I turn around and see Mark. My mouth gapes open and he laughs.

"Mark?!" I smile leaning in for a hug. I pull away "that was you?" I ask shocked with a smile.

"It sure was" he says reaching the bar. "May I?" He asks.

I nod "vodka redbull" I tell him. he orders us drinks "you're a great dancer!" I smile to him as we wait for the drinks.

"Nah, I just had a good partner" he smiles pulling out money to pay the tab. The waitress returns with our drinks and we cheers. We move closer to the dance floor to give way for the bar.

"What are you doing here?" I ask him still startled that I ran into him.

"Bachelor party!" He says. I look at him with a side glance and he chuckles "no, not me. My childhood best friend. He's getting married next week. He lives in town." He raises his drink to a buddy sitting in a VIP booth. I nod my head to him from a far. "What about you? Still on your road trip?" He asks.

"Yup, just going where the road takes us. Felt like trying something a bit different then the typical bar scene" I nod believing my own lie.

"This is different" he smiles his beautiful smile, showing the same chipped tooth.

"Hey, sorry I never called" I start to explain

He stops me "No. No. Hey, your passing through towns. I'm just glad I got to spend a weekend with you." he winks to me.

I blush "I'm just sorry, you are such a wonderful guy. You deserve better!" I sip my drink.

"Let's just have fun tonight. Or what's left of it." He says grabbing my hand and leading me to the dance floor. I look at his watch and notice there's not much time before last call. I let him lead me to the dance floor and he turns me away from him. He grabs my hips like before and we dance to the music. I lose myself with him around me. The last song comes on and I'm about to turn to face Mark. Before I turn I catch Sam in the corner with sad eyes and a look of disgust. He turns around and walks out of the bar. My stomach drops but as soon as I turn to face Mark, his lips are on mine. Bringing me back to just a few weeks ago and how much fun we had together, even just for a weekend!

The club clears out and Mark manages to get us one more drink. We go to the VIP section of the bar to meet his friends.

"Jaclyn, this is Ian" he introduces us. Ian can barely stand up and we don't talk much. I see Dean helping clear out the bar and he sees me. He gives me a questioning look and I hold up one finger and mouth 1 minute.

"Mark. I have to go. I'm so sorry to run off like this."

I kiss him on the mouth one more time and start to walk away, throwing my head back to finish my drink.

"Wait, will I see you again? You can't leave before Saturday night" he calls out.

"This time, I will call!" I smile to him. He smiles back and I leave.