Ch. 21
"Hey, Kid" - he said huskily, almost whispering. "How are you liking the show?"
Surprised, Sarah struggled quietly, trying to break free of his grasp without attracting unnecessary attention. Adam held her fast, with more tenacity than he had before. She realized that it wasn't her strength that had kept her out of trouble – it was the fact that he had been only playing.
He wasn't playing now.
Sarah's struggles brought a grin to Adam's face. He held her tighter still, pinning her and trying to sway her in time to the music, moving her body against his.
Appalled, Sarah froze in place. For a second, she couldn't even believe that he could be so... so... nasty! She swiftly considered kicking him. At the moment, she was pinned too tight and unbalanced, forced to lean backwards onto him. She needed him to relax his hold just enough to take aim...
"Adam!" she said, exasperated, working hard to keep the edge of fear and disgust out of her voice. "You're distracting me! I was watching Jenny's footwork..."
"Yeah, kid. Right." he laughed a mean laugh. "As if you're not staring at the teacher with goo-goo eyes like the rest of them." There was a taste of bitterness in his voice, and Sarah could well guess the reason for it. Despite herself, she felt smug. But it didn't help her situation.
"Look at them drool over him." he continued, getting more and more angry. "Bet they're wondering what he's like in bed... "
Sarah smirked. She really couldn't help herself now.
"I bet he's amazing," she said, turning to look him in the eye. "I bet he'd blow my mind."
She felt him stiffen. His hold was still too tight, and she continued to goad him.
"What's the matter Adam," she asked innocently, "not getting any?.. attention, I mean?"
She felt his arms loosed their hold in surprise. This was her chance.
"Why you little..." he started to say, but was interrupted by a swiftly placed kick to the shin. She would have loved to aim higher, but there was no space.
He cursed softly as the dance shoe heel connected, and Sarah slipped out of his vice-like grip, moving into the crowd closer to the edge of the dance floor.
She'd never openly challenged him before, and Adam had never imagined she could speak so candidly to anyone, much less to him - he had been caught completely off guard. It was kind of a turn-on, he decided.
Maybe she's not so innocent after all... he thought, as his calculating mind clicked through the possibilities.