A/N: Just something a little different. It's Canon and something I'd like to see instead of the usual.

"That night never happened"

The memory of her words burned at his skin like acid clenching his throat like a vice. How could she stand there and tell him that night meant nothing…tell him to forget the way her body felt against his, to act like she didn't fit him like a glove.

Walking into Jake's he almost willed her to be there sitting by the jukebox with that angelically sinful smile on her face. She was like salvation and temptation all at once and he couldn't stop the way he craved her…to touch her, kiss her, make her shudder as she came crashing down from orgasmic bliss…but she didn't want that; no she wanted Lucky…and he wanted to drown in misery.

"You've been quite the regular in here Prince Nikolas" Coleman said with a Cheshire smile.

Turning to the man he leveled a gaze at him but before he could speak a voice came from behind him, "Look it's Batman" she said laughing, "Coleman give me and Batman here a bottle of scotch"

Their eyes met and she smirked, "Claudia"

"Oh come on Princey Poo's, you're not going to let me drink alone, right?"

Shrugging he followed her over to the table as she poured out two glasses of scotch, "Let's make a toast"

"To what?" he asked.

Wiggling her eyebrows she grinned, "To saying the hell with love"

He felt the pull of the corner of his lips as he raised his glass to touch hers…yes to hell with love.

OoO

She didn't feel like going out; she didn't want to do anything but soak in a long bubble bath and imagine the way Nikolas' hands caressed her skin. Instead she was faking a smile and following Robin, Lainey and Kelly into Jake's for an impromptu Girls Night Out. She supposed it was better than Option B which meant acting like everything was peachy with Lucky and lying…again. Maybe she did need a couple of drinks.

"Well if it isn't my beautiful ladies" Coleman crooned as they walked in.

Before they could order anything she heard a familiar cackle from the corner. Turning her fists clenched at her sides as she narrowed her eyes across the room where Claudia sat across from Nikolas drinking.

"Elizabeth" she heard from behind her.

Reluctantly she turned back to her friends, "Yeah…coming" she said following them to the table.

OoO

He knew the moment she walked in because his skin started to buzz with a familiar heat. He didn't look up, didn't gaze her way because he knew it would only fuel his desire for her, to make that ache start to gnaw at his insides consuming him.

"Oh look it's the candy stripers" Claudia mocked.

Bringing his drink to his lips he downed it in one gulp and then set his cup down for her to refill, "Damn, whoever it was did a number on you Batman"

Ignoring her he let his eyes trail over to her smooth peachy skin of her throat that he suckled on as he buried himself inside of her and then down over her halter covered breasts with their dusty rose covered nipples that pebbled in between his fingers and his teeth as he flicked at them with his tongue. This was going to be a long night.

OoO

The alcohol only fueled her jealousy making her skin flush hot with fury and lust for him. She hates the way Claudia leans in to him, smiles at him, and she is going to make damn sure that skank never even thinks about touching him.

She wants to blame the jealousy on the tequila but in reality she's only had a shot or two because she is too preoccupied with making sure the duo across the room doesn't disappear upstairs. The mere thought alone is enough to send her to bed sick.

"Liz, are you okay?" Robin asks.

Smiling she picks up a lemon wedge, "Yeah great" she says pouring the salt, "Lick it, slam it, suck it" she says taking the shot.

OoO

Her tongue darts out to lick the salt off her hand and his breath hitches in his throat imagining the soft satin of her tongue licking the underside of his shaft, "You alright Princey?" Claudia asks.

Clearing his throat he manages a nod, "I should be getting home, don't want to get stuck on the launch too late"

"Oh you want to give me a ride? In your car, not on the launch" she says laughing drunkenly.

Getting up he throws some money at the bar for Coleman and then helps her wrap her leather coat around her shoulders before they make their way towards the door.

"Are you freaking kidding me" Elizabeth asks grabbing his arm.

OoO

She is on her feet and the words are out of her mouth before she can even think about what exactly she is doing but she knows for damn sure it will be snowing in hell before she just watches Nikolas saunter off to go spend the night with Miss Transylvania.

He's mine, her mind screams and she quickly tries to cover up those thoughts that she doesn't allow herself to think. Slowly he turns around, "What?"

"Go back to your little cheerleading squad and let grown folks go on with their business" Claudia says sneering.

Nikolas turns to the woman, "Don't talk to her like that" he orders.

A smug, triumphant smirk plays on her face as she stares down Claudia. It disappears when Nikolas looks at her, "Now if you'll excuse us"

Oh hell no, runs through her head before she grabs his arm, "You find your own way home" she tells Claudia, "You come with me" she orders.

OoO

If he wasn't so damned confused he would be smiling at all this fire that she seems to be having at the moment. Claudia is standing there her mouth agape as she pulls him into the stairwell, "Are you seriously going home with her?" she asks.

"Why are you jealous?" he asks becoming serious.

Her aqua eyes have strands of dark turquoise running through them as she crosses her arms in front of her, "No, you just deserve better" she says nervously.

Leaning in he allows himself to inhale the sweet jasmine of her shampoo, "And who might that be"

For a moment she sighs and then she pushes against him once again staring at him, "How can you sleep with her after we…."

The words cut at him but they also make his blood pulse through his veins, "The night that never happened?"

OoO

His brown eyes are filled with hurt, hurt that she put there with her constant need to do the right thing. She's tired of it, tired of trying to put back together all the pieces that are shattered beyond repair. Most of all she is tired of wanting and not having. Maybe it's selfish but she's too selfish at this moment to give a damn, "I didn't mean it" she reluctantly admits.

Their eyes meet again, the dark pools of chocolate she aches to swim around in, "What do you mean?" he asks his voice low and husky.

Placing her hands on his chest she looks up at him, "I mean that you're mine Nikolas, all mine"

OoO

There is something so sexy about the words she says, so territorial and possessive. It's an intensity that sparks between them threatening to combust at any moment. Trailing a finger across her delicate cheekbone he looks at her, "And whose are you?" he asks leaning in to whisper it; his hot breath on cool skin.

Her eyes close and her berry colored lips part slightly as a muffled sigh falls from them, "Yours Nikolas, I'm yours"