Reviews: Galateagirl, Samantha-Girl Scout.

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A quick note: This isn't a lemon, and I doubt it's a lime. I don't know. I'll let you guys judge what kind of fruit it is.

You Make It Look So Good

Tucker and Danny sat at a table alone while they're dates wandered around greeting people they knew, and in Sam's case, entering a battle of wits with those she disliked.

"You know, your girlfriend is really weird," Tucker said to his friend.

Danny laughed. "Oh, really, Mr. Valerie-will-kick-my-butt-if-I-forget-our-anniversary? She practically flipped out when you said you didn't have a gift for her because you were planning to surprise her with it later, and it was only your two-month anniversary."

Tucker's face reddened. "So?"

"Do you know what Sam and I did for our two-month anniversary? Nothing. But we did do something for our one-year."

"Yeah, I noticed the ring Sam was wearing," Tucker muttered, making Danny smirk, "but do you even know when that is, Einstein?"

Danny grinned. "January 13. The date of the first non-fake-out make-out."

Tucker slapped a hand to his face. "I did not need to know that."

I wanna be bad with you, baby

I, I, I wanna be bad with you, baby

Do you understand what I need, need

From you just let me be the girl

To show you, you

Everything that you can be

Is everything that I can be

(I wanna be) my turn

Let me let you know that I, I can't

Promise that I won't do that

So, boy, say the time and place

'Cause you make me wanna misbehave

Tucker glanced at Danny as the music began. As if on cue, Sam appeared from the crowd, beckoning to her boyfriend with a seductive smile. Their techno geek friend rolled his eyes as Danny moved to join her. Sam grabbed his tie and slowly walked backward to the middle of the dance floor. Valerie joined Tucker at the table.

"Why don't we dance like that?" she demanded of him, making him jump.

The couple was moving to the music, Sam's hips swaying seductively and enticing Danny to follow her every move.

"Because we don't," Tucker replied, earning a bop on the head.

"You look like a love-sick puppy," Sam whispered in Danny's ear, her back against his chest as they moved to the music.

"I am a love-sick puppy," he whispered back, catching her hand in his then twirling her out only to bring her in again, this time facing him. "But I'm your love-sick puppy."

She giggled, setting her free hand on his chest while he still held the other in his. "And that's what I love about you."

I wanna be bad

You make it look so good

I've got things on my mind

I never thought I would

I, I wanna be bad

You make it feel so good

I'm losing all my cool

I'm about to break the rules

I, I wanna be bad

I wanna be bad with you, baby

I, I, I wanna be bad with you, baby

What's up?

Tell me what to do

How to be

Teach me all your words from A to Z

But I don't want your other girl to see

That you're messing 'round with me

Should I boy

Tell you what I got is what you want

Tell, tell me, do I turn you on?

I don't want no one judging me

I wanna be bad

You make it look so good

I've got things on my mind

I never thought I would

I, I wanna be bad

You make it feel so good

I'm losing all my cool

I'm about to break the rules

I, I wanna be bad

I wanna be bad with you, baby

I, I, I wanna be bad with you, baby

"Not because I'm irresistible, charming, and so damn sexy?" he teased, blue eyes alight.

He spun her out again then pulled her in, smirking as she gasped when he gripped her tighter.

"Mm, no. That only adds to what I already have," she whispered. "My cute, klutzy, reluctant hero who would give up everything just for me."

"Maybe not everything…"

"Oh?" She gave him that look that said, "explain or die." "Is there something or someone you won't give up?"

"Definitely a someone," he whispered in her ear as she turned in his arms. "She's got gorgeous black hair and lilac eyes that light up every time she sees me."

She smiled; she blushed a little as Danny spun her out once more then pulled her back in so she faced him. "No one ever said you had to give up me," she said.

"And no one could ever pay me enough," he admitted, leaning forward to seek a kiss, "because you're the only one that makes this feel good."

"Let's make sure it stays that way," she whispered before their lips met in a passionate kiss.

I wanna be bad with you, baby

I wanna be bad with you

I wanna be bad with you, baby

I, I, I wanna be bad with you, baby

I wanna be bad

I wanna be bad with you, baby

I, I, I wanna be bad

You make bad look so good

I got things on my mind

I never thought I would

I wanna be bad

You make bad feel so good

I'm losing all my cool

I'm about to break the rules

I wanna be bad

You make bad look so good

I got things on my mind

I never thought I would

I, I wanna be bad

You make bad feel so good

I'm losing all my cool

I'm about to break the rules

I, I wanna be bad