Chapter 29

"My turn," Bryan got up and cut in on Quinn. Quinn laughed and just started dancing with a girl who had joined him.

Sam moved in on Bryan, her hands playing in her hair as she twisted her hips to the beat of the bass. Bryan moved perfectly with her, smiling down at her.

You in VIP and she's scheming up a plot
You pushing up them bottles and she pushin up her top

Sam pretended she was going to push up her top, causing Bryan to laugh and the guys at the table to sit up straighter in their seats as they watched.

She gives you little stares as you rubbin thru her hair then
She shake her derriere

Sam turned her back and shook her butt in Bryan's direction. Bryan put one of his hands on her hip and the other on her butt as she did. Sam burst out laughing as she looked at him over her shoulder.

"Sammy's quite the little tease," Kit remarked, with a grin.

Bryan brought her up against him, his hands across her belly as the two of them moved together.

"Good grief," Adam's jaw dropped.

"There's no way she realizes what Bryan's doing," Nate shook his head.

Kit, Adam and Nate looked at Jake who was staring at Sam with Bryan. Sam might not realize what Bryan was doing, but Jake sure as heck did.

You feeling on your shirt pockets like you've been shot but
You really been got
Let's rock

She's got the passion
That girl is dangerous
Better be careful
That girl is dangerous
Beautiful hard way
That girl is dangerous
She's dangerous, dangerous

Sam came back towards the table when the song ended, begging off from Bryan, claiming to need a drink. It wasn't long before Bryan had another partner.

"Whew," Sam slid into her seat.

"You're quite the dancer, Sammy," Kit told her.

Sam shrugged, taking a sip of her drink.

"Where'd you learn to dance like that?" Adam asked.

"San Francisco," Sam shrugged again. "My friend Pam and I used to watch a dance show and then copy the moves."

"Did the show involve a pole?" Jake almost sneered.

"Jake!" Nate chastised him but Sam had already turned on him. She slugged him in the shoulder as hard as she could.

"How dare you," Sam sneered right back at him.

"That's what it looked like," Jake said.

Sam bounced out of her chair and slapped his face.

"Come on, Sammy," Nate grabbed her arm, dragging her back out towards the dance floor. She resisted, wanting nothing more than to smack Jake again. Nate tugged her arm and finally Sam went willingly with him.

"Way to alienate her, little man," Kit told his brother.

"You should thank me," Jake retorted.

"How's that?" Kit's voice was tense.

"Now she hates my guts and you can move in on her without interference," Jake snapped.

Kit leaped out of his chair so fast it fell over. Jake was up, knocking over his chair. Adam jumped between them.

"Knock it off, Jake," Adam warned him.

Quinn and Bryan were there suddenly.

"What's going on?" Bryan asked.

"Ask Jake," Kit was still staring at his little brother, daring him to hit him.

"What did you say to Sammy?" Quinn asked Jake.

"It doesn't matter," Jake's eye never left Kit's.

"I'd say it does matter since she's out there crying on Nate," Bryan's harsh voice reached Jake.

He pried his eyes away from Kit's and glanced out to where Nate stood his arms around Sam as she, quite obviously, cried.

"Let's get out of here before we get kicked out," Adam suggested, putting a hand on Jake's arm. Jake angrily jerked his arm out of Adam's grasp.

Kit headed for the door, Quinn behind him. Adam motioned for Jake who followed Quinn. Adam and Bryan followed Jake. Nate brought Sam with him, her hand tucked in his.