I think "Rain Fall Down" by The Rolling Stones would also fit this chapter or "Temperature" by Sean Paul.
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Chapter 3: "Was That Her?"
"Well, it's nice to meet you, Dean," Amber smiled.
Dean smiled his devilish, yet charming, smile once again.
"Let me buy you another drink."
"Oh, no, that's not necessary, it's my fault, and I should have been paying attention to where I was walking."
"I should have been too, plus you didn't even spill my drink, so, please, let me buy you another drink," Dean raised an eyebrow waiting for her response.
Amber hesitated before replying,
"Alright…sure, why not."
"Wait here, I'll be right back with your drink," he grinned at her right before disappearing into a crowd of people dancing.
Dean walked over to the bar where Sam just so happened to be sitting. Sam had been watching the entire thing,
"Was that her?" he asked, staring at Amber.
"Yep, that's her alright."
"Well, what are you going to do?"
"I'll figure something out," Dean grabbed the drink he had just ordered, "see ya."
Dean came up from behind and handed Amber her drink, she looked down at his hand, and then up at him, then smiled,
"Thank you."
Nikki came up behind Amber,
"Oh, there you are!"
Nikki smiled up at Dean.
"I'm Nikki, Amber's sister," she grinned seductively.
Dean raised an eyebrow at both the comment and the smile, grinning back. He held out his hand,
"Dean."
They shook hands. Amber was about to say something to Dean when her sister squealed and pulled her towards the dance floor. Amber shrugged at Dean, who smiled, as Nikki pulled her towards the dance floor. An upbeat song was playing. Instantly they began dancing to the beat and soon they became submerged into the group of people surrounding them. Little did Amber know Dean and Sam were watching them. Dean's attention was on Amber 100 the entire night.
"Look at her," Dean nudged Sam.
"Her? Amber or…what was her sister's name?"
"Nikki," Dean responded, "and I meant Amber."
"What about her?"
"Dude, you seriously need to learn how to have fun," Dean criticized.
"Dean, it's only been a few months since…" Sam trailed off, knowing his brother would know what he meant.
"Look at her, she's so hot," Dean was not even paying attention to what Sam had said, he could only look at the red-haired, curvaceous woman in front of him, "I'm glad dad sent us to take care of this job."
