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Ally's POV

As soon as we entered the club, I was engulfed in the smell of alcohol, dancing bodies, and the intense air-conditioning. In comparison to the temperature outside, it was ice cold in here. The club was huge. The dance floor itself was the size of the large court-yard just outside my dorm. It was lighted with spinning colored lights, and the mass of gyrating bodies pulsed with the beat of the music. There was a bar to the right where a few people were sitting on stools, drinking. I saw an open door at the other end of the dance floor. I wondered what was through there.

I must have stopped in the doorway because Austin's velvety voice was in my right ear. "Are you alright?"

I whirled to find him only inches away from me, arching one perfect eyebrow. "Yes, I'm fine," I said, slightly embarrassed. I moved into the club.

"This is nice," Trish said appreciatively.

"Nice?" Dallas yelled. "It's fucking awesome!"

"You know, Dallas," Cassidy replied. "It is okay for you not to act like a two-year-old."

"But, Cassidy, baby." His eyes were huge as he gave her the puppy dog pout. "Two-year-olds don't say 'fuck'." He grinned, putting his arms around her. "And I could show you what else two-year-olds don't do…"

I heard Austin's voice in my ear. "Would you like to dance?"'

"Um…" I looked uncertainly at the dance floor. I couldn't say I wasn't nervous at the thought of dancing with Austin. He was this amazing, sexy guy and I was just plain old Ally. I didn't know how to dance…like that. Back in Middle School, we had learned the Electric Slide and the Macarena, but I was ninety-nine point nine percent sure that wasn't going to help me now. "I think I might need a drink first." I didn't usually drink but I definitely needed one now.

"There's no need to be nervous," he said.

"That's what you think," I countered, moving to the bar.

"I won't have you getting tipsy because I neglected you." He took my wrist and pulled me out onto the dance floor.

"Neglected? But, Austin!" I hissed. "I can't dance!"

When we were in the middle of the dancing mass of bodies, he turned to me, looking sexier than ever before. His crooked grin made me want to jump him and at the same time run and hide for fear of what he was going to do next. "I'll teach you how to dance," he said lowly, stepping towards me. Our bodies brushed together and I bit my lip, eyes wide.

My head came only to his chest so I was forced to look up to see his face. Very gently, he put his large hands on my bare waist, turning me so that my back touched his chest. He pulled me tighter to him than I had anticipated. I gasped.

"The trick is to actually feel the music." On that certain word, he pressed his hips tighter to me. I gasped once again, clutching his hands that still rested on my hips. "Just move with the rhythm." He began to move his hips and I followed. At first, I was terrified I was screwing up the whole thing, but his encouraging comments in my ear kept me going. Everything he said had a double meaning, and I wondered if he was doing it on purpose. Eventually, I closed my eyes and just went on instinct. The feel of his body against mine, our hips dancing in such a seductive pattern caused my lacey thong to become wet. His hands traveled up and down my waist, inching closer to my breasts.

Suddenly, I felt his lips on my bare shoulder, kissing up to my neck. His kisses were open-mouthed and ignited my sensitive flesh. I turned so that we were facing each other. He flashed me a wicked smile. At that moment - with his strong chest pressed against me, the lights illuminating parts of his bronze hair, and his large, firm hands on my body - he was downright sinful. I wanted to devour him.

I put my arms around his neck and crushed my body against his. He breathed in sharply, placing his hands on my waist. The contact was so much more intense when I was able to see his seraphic face. I don't know if it was intentional or accidental but his right hand grazed my rear that was covered by the tiny shorts. Groaning, I pressed against him harder. I moaned and grinded into him.

Sucking in, his hands roamed over my heated body, not sure where to stop. When he cupped my breast, my legs gave out. Luckily, he was holding me tight enough to him that I didn't fall.

"Do you know I can feel your nipple through this fabric?" he whispered in my ear, squeezing my breast softly.

"Oh my God." If I hadn't been focusing on breathing, I would have passed out. Since when did he talk like that?! And why hadn't he done it before? All at once I flooded my panties, panting against him. He continued to gently caress me, creating such an intense coil of pleasure in me I couldn't stop the continuous stream of moans coming out of my mouth. "Austin," I gasped.

"You've stopped dancing, Ally," he murmured. I mechanically started moving to the beat, in rhythm with his hips. I couldn't seem to get a deep breath. A new song started, slightly faster than the last, and we quickened our pace to match the new beat. I ran my hands down his strong back, resting on his rear.

As I touched him there, his eyes suddenly blazed with desire and heat. I squeezed his round butt and smirked. First he gasped and then groaned deep in his throat.

"You have no idea what it does to me to feel your hands on me, Ally," he growled in my ear.

"Show me."

All of a sudden, without giving me any time to react, he crushed me to him and I felt his very apparent erection. I had never seen one before, so I didn't have anything to judge it by, but I was certain his cock was larger than average. It pressed against my lower stomach and I suddenly wondered what he would look like naked. I would see him unclothed soon because of the project, but that didn't lessen my anticipation.

"Do you enjoy feeling me press against you like this? Because I can do a lot more than that."

Was he just…was he just asking me to…My mind was even stuttering. I wasn't obligated to answer because his phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket. Cursing, he pulled it out, looking at the text. His vivid green eyes flashed to mine.

"Dez and Dallas went to get drinks and there's a bunch of guys giving Trish and Cassidy trouble," he said apologetically. "Trish said they couldn't run them off, so I'll see what I can do. Stay here for a second." His eyes raked over my nearly naked body. I trembled. "And if any guy gives you trouble, he's going to have hell to pay," he said before walking off.

I'll admit that I felt his loss like a blow to the stomach. Then I felt awkward around the dancing bodies. I couldn't just stand there - I looked like an idiot - so I began to dance. I closed my eyes so it was less awkward. It wasn't before long that I felt an unwelcome body against my back. My eyes snapped open and I whirled to see the same boy who had almost made me drown. He still had his carefully spiked hair and stalker-ish grin. He was currently humping up against me.

I didn't want to move because Austin was coming back, so I ignored him, hoping he would go away. But he continued. This time he raised his hands over his head and executed a belly dancer move, shaking his hips. I let out a laugh that quickly died when he grabbed me by the hips and began grinding against me. "Hi, remember me?" he asked, his breath blowing in my face. I nearly retched – his breath reeked like rotten fish. Where the hell was Austin?

Pushing him away, I moved a little away. But he was persistent. "Go away," I said fiercely. "You nearly killed me before."

"I never got to say sorry for that before. But it was an accident," he insisted, grabbing my waist again. "Let's dance."

"You can't take a hint, can you?" I demanded angrily, struggling against him.

"Aw, c'mon, Ally. Dance dirty with me." The boy started groping my butt.

"Are you deaf?" growled a deadly voice behind me. "She told you to get lost, you perverted little twerp."

I whirled. "Austin!" I cried, throwing myself at him. He caught me gently and took a good look at me to make sure I was alright before turning back to the boy. Unleashing his hold on me, Austin stepped closer to the guy with a look as lethal as arsenic.

"I don't want to see you touch, talk to, or so much as look at Ally ever again," he warned. "If you do and I find out about it, you're in some serious shit. You understand me?" The boy looked liked he was about to pee his pants, run home to his mother, or curl up in a corner and cry. Or maybe all three. I giggled and the boy looked at me. "Answer me," Austin demanded.

"Yes," came his voice, as meek as a mouse.

"What's your name?"

"Gavin Young."

"Get lost. And I don't want to see you ever again." Austin glared at him and the boy ran out of there so fast he seemed to dematerialize. We now had a crowd of onlookers. One woman gave me a thumbs up and yelled, "that man's a keeper!"

"I'm so glad you came back, Austin," I breathed, throwing myself at him once again. I breathed in his glorious scent.

"I'm so sorry, Ally, for that," he murmured. "That's the last time I'm letting you out of my sight tonight." He pulled back to look at me. "You're too luscious for your own good." He glanced back, still angry.

I smirked at him. "You know, you're so hot when you're jealous. "I ran my hand down his chest to rest on his jeans button. "So sexy."

His eyes flashed with heat once again and his arms snaked around my waist. His lips suckled my throat and I clutched his arms to keep from falling since my legs had given out once again. Scores of whistles and catcalls came from the bystanders. Austin broke away, grinning happily. I blushed to find us the center of attention. "Come with me," he purred, pulling me off the dance floor. "Let's have a drink with the others."

They were sitting in a booth on the left side of the dance floor. It was a U-shaped booth which allowed everyone to sit by their "favorite person." Trish and Dez scooted over so Austin and I could sit together. "We saw you guys dancing," Cassidy began.

"And, let me tell you, it was hot," Trish finished, smirking at me.

"What was all the commotion that just happened?" Dez inquired.

"I just ran off a kid that was getting too personal with Ally," Austin growled. I was hoping he'd keep that to himself because I knew Trish and Cassidy would want the whole story, later.

"What?!" Trish exclaimed. "Ally, Cassidy, we need to touch up our makeup, c'mon."

"Do I have to?" I was dangerously close to whining.

"Yes."

Sighing, heavily, I stood up, waiting for Trish and Cassidy. "I'll be right here when you get back," Austin said reluctantly. "I promise I wouldn't let you out of my sight, though."

"Maybe you can do something to make up for it later," I said wickedly, flashing him a look down my top as I leaned down to kiss his cheek chastely.

"Let's go, Ally," Trish said, towing me away. "You've got a lot of explaining to do."

Austin's POV

I was still recovering from Ally's actions. When she leaned down I could see everything. It took a Herculean effort to keep from letting out a moan. Then Trish took my sinfully delicious Ally away.

"So, Austin," Dez began. "What happened?"

"This perv Newton was all over Ally when I came back."

"Why were you gone?"

"When you guys left to get Trish and Cassidy some drinks a couple of guys started giving them trouble – hitting on them and wouldn't leave. So I had to stop dancing with Ally to take care of them."

Dallas flashed a grin. "Was Ally a hot dancer?"

My mind flashed back to when she had turned towards me, smirking sexily, putting her arms around my neck while she ground into me. I smiled wistfully, wishing she was with me now.

"I'll take that horny grin as a yes," Dallas said, clapping me on the shoulder.

"Shut up, Dallas," I muttered, half-hearted. "And that was not a horny grin."

"You know it's true. Don't deny it, Austin. We all know that underneath your prudiness, you're actually a horndog."

I shot him a glare. Dez hid his laugh in a cough. "Anyway," I began, getting back on topic. "I came back to find this douche bag humping Ally. So I told him to get lost."

Dez raise a skeptic eyebrow. "You were that calm?"

"Well…not exactly." I remembered the white-hot flash of jealousy and anger that had exploded inside me when I'd seen him so close to my angel. I hadn't touched the twerp for fear I'd beat the living shit out of him. "It took everything I had to keep from giving him a few broken ribs."

"I wish I knew who those guys were that wouldn't leave Trish and Cassidy alone," Dez hissed darkly, his face deadly.

"Maybe we should track them all down," Dallas suggested, scanning the crowd.

"If the girls come back to find us gone, there's no telling what they'd do," I said. If we tracked down Young I knew I wouldn't be able to control my anger with the vision of him and Ally so fresh in my mind. And I didn't feel like being jailed for murder.

"You're right." sounded disappointed.

"So!" Dallas began, changing the subject. "How far have you and Ally gone?" He waggled his eyebrows suggestively, grinning lewdly.

"Not as far as you would think," I muttered, evasively. "I can't believe I'm friends with such a perv." I rolled my eyes and hit him on the shoulder.

"I wouldn't say that if I were you, Austin," he replied smugly.

"Why?" I asked, warily. I knew I was probably going to regret encouraging him after I heard what came out of his mouth.

"Because you had a wet dream last night, dude."

Yes, instant regret. Immediately, my face became hotter than a bonfire. I didn't usually blush – it took a lot to make me flush – but this did it. That morning I had woke up to see a tent in my sheets. Embarrassed, I had said the alphabet backwards. But she always came back into my thoughts. Her soft skin, chocolate eyes, long legs, round breasts, slim waist. Dallas burst out laughing at my mortified, then aroused, expression. "Austin has wet dreams about Ally," he sang.

"Dallas!" hissed Cassidy's voice. "Shut up, Ally's right here!"

As that information sank into my mind, horror washed through me. I turned to see Ally's enticing form only a few yards from me, her face shocked, then red with embarrassment. I hoped to God that she hadn't heard Dallas. But I knew she did.

I was sure this was the single most humiliating moment of my life.

Ally's P.O.V.

Trish pulled me into the bathroom, demanding to know exactly what had happened. So I told her more or less everything. Afterword, she just stared at me. "What?" I demanded impatiently.

"Even though I've seen you two myself, I still can't believe that you actually danced with him," Cassidy said. "You never dance!"

"Is that the only thing you two care about?" Now I was becoming irritable.

"Don't you see?" Trish interceded. "He's slowly bringing you out of your shell. Even if this doesn't work out, you're beginning to get a new self-confidence now."

"So you guys don't even care that I gave him a blow job?"

"What?!" they shrieked at the same time.

I giggled. "Just kidding. We dance, that's all."

"There was clearly more than that. We saw it, Ally, remember?" Trish grinned. "Have you kissed him yet?"

I opened my mouth to answer 'yes' but then closed it. We hadn't kissed yet. We seemed to have skipped over the most crucial step in a relationship.

"You haven't? I would have thought with the way you two were acting tonight that you'd be passed your first kiss." Cassidy was surprised. She looked at the clock on the bathroom wall. "If we don't get back soon, they're going to wonder where we are," she pointed out.

As we made our way back, I thought about the fact that I hadn't kissed Austin yet. Maybe tonight I would…Then I heard Dallas's boisterous laugh followed by the words "Austin has wet dreams about Ally!" I stopped dead in my tracks, shocked. He was always so calm and cool, was it even possible that he had sexual dreams about me? I seriously doubted it, but the expression on Austin's face backed Dallas's words. He looked positively mortified. He glanced up at me before focusing on the table. There was an awkward silence. Trish and Dez began to mercifully make conversation.

I sat beside Austin. He was still as marble. I softly touched his arm. "Austin?"

After a moment, he responded. "Yes?" He refused to glance my way. The others got up to dance and give us privacy.

"Please look at me." He didn't acknowledge that I spoke at all. "If you don't look at me, I'll have to make you," I warned. I thought I saw his lips quirk, but he stayed immobile. "Don't say I didn't warn you." Now that we were alone, I could do this without being embarrassed. I shifted so that I straddled his lap, facing towards him, and grinded my hips into his. His head snapped up, staring into my eyes. He groaned lowly, so low it was only vibrations on my skin.

"Ally," came his soft voice.

"I can't possibly tell you how sexy it is to know you dream about me in that way," I whispered in his ear, my hands now in his thick hair. I decided to put myself even further out on a limb. "It makes me so wet to know your cock hardens for me."

"God, Ally," he groaned, clutching the table behind me for dear life. I wiggled around on his lap and he moaned, his eyes rolling back. I was proud that I could produce this intense of a reaction from him. When he looked at me once more, I crushed my lips to his. Up until then, I had been controlling the situation, but when our mouths touched, all thought evaporated. He immediately took control, snaking his arms around my waist. He traced his tongue over my lower lip and I opened my lips, giving him entrance. His tongue swept into my mouth. I knotted my fingers in his bronze locks, allowing nothing between our bodies. His hands came up to cradle my head, pressing me to his intoxicating lips. As I struggled to get closer to him, he broke the kiss, grinning broadly.

"If this is what my dreams cause you to do, I'd be glad to tell you each and every one," he growled seductively in my ear. "But I must warn you, they're nowhere near G-rated."

His hot breath on my skin did what it always did. I arched into him. Then his words registered in my mind, and I moaned. All too soon, the others were back. Dallas smirked when he saw me straddling Austin. Blushing, I clumsily moved off his lap. "Let's go into the game room," Cassidy said, winking at me and Trish.

"The game room?" I asked skeptically. I imagined a bunch of pubescent boys in front of arcade games.

"They have pool," Trish explained. "And a bar."

"I'm up for it," Dallas called, tickling Cassidy.

"You're up for anything," Dez laughed. "If Trish wants to go, I'm okay with it. What about you, Ally and Austin?"

Austin looked at me and I knew the decision was up to me. Thinking about all the fun that could be had by playing pool, I grinned, nodding. "Let's go!" Trish pulled Dez quickly through the open door I'd been wondering about before. In here, the age group was slightly older. There was a bar to the left and three pool tables along with a foosball table.

Two of the pool tables were occupied but the last was empty. "How about we play a game?" I asked Austin. He looked surprised.

"Do you really want to?" he asked incredulously.

"Definitely." Little did he know what I had planned. I winked at Trish. "Is it okay with everyone if me and Austin play first?" They nodded. "Okay, Austin, the loser of the game models nude first."

"What are you talking about and can I play too?" Dallas asked excitedly.

"She's talking about the project in art," Austin answered, dazed. "We were paired up and assigned to model naked for each other's paintings."

"Can I sign up?" he insisted, completely serious.

I sighed, trying not to laugh. "So are you up to the challenge? Or are you too scared?" I asked Austin.

He smirked and stood with his body against mine. "I'm ready, are you? Do you need a head start?"

"Nope, though you might."

I gathered all the balls out of the pockets and set them on the green felt. Austin took a pool stick and sat watching me as I set everything up. "You know what you're doing, don't you?" he said, slightly surprised.

"I might not know how to dance, but I can sure as hell play pool." He grinned at my less than appropriate language. "You can break," I replied, grabbing my own pool stick.

"So the deal is that whoever loses models nude first?" he asked. I nodded. "You're willing to take the risk of losing?"

Ignoring that last comment, I spoke. "You can break." The others watched as they took their seats on bar stools. "I'm betting on Austin," Dez whispered.

"No way! Do you see how confident Ally is?" Dallas whispered back loudly. "She's got it in the bag!"

"Wanna bet?"

"Sure! Twenty bucks on Ally."

"Twenty on Austin," Dez challenged.

"You better win, Ally, or I'm out of twenty dollars!"

I smirked and focused my attention on Austin who was leaning sexily over the pool table, lining up his shot. His brown eyes flashed up to mine and he winked before taking his shot. I focused on not hyperventilating. He immediately sank two solids. Then one more went in before he scratched. At that instant, my confidence was shattered. I had been riding on the hope that he wasn't a good pool player. Obviously, he was. I cursed as he made way for me to take my shot.

Now it was war.

I walked over and he backed up to make room for me. I slowly leaned down and heard a gasp behind me.

Austin's P.O.V.

As she leaned down to take her shot, I saw the lacey blue thong she wore. It peeked out from under her tiny shorts. I tried to tear my eyes away from her seductive body. But I was caught. It was more arousing to see her bent over that table than anything I'd ever known. Fantasies ripped through me – Ally bent over as I slammed into her, me tearing away her school girl uniform, her in a bunny costume, sucking my cock. Immediately, I was hard as a rock. Then she stepped back from the pool table.

"Your shot."

I just stared at her, taking in the sight of her barely clothed body. She smiled, licking her lips slowly. She walked up to me and looked up through her eyelashes. "It's your shot, baby," she whispered, her hands brushing over my chest.

"Already?" Reluctantly, I stepped away towards the pool table. I gasped as I realized that she had sunk three balls. "You never said you were that good." I turned back to her.

"You never asked." Her smile was wicked. "And you never said you were good either."

As I leaned down to aim, I felt a warm, small body press against me. My pool stick jumped in my hand and my heart rate skyrocketed. She ran her hands down my chest to the inside of my thighs, dangerously close to my crotch. Without meaning to, I bucked my hips towards her hand. She laughed, blowing hot breath on my skin. She stopped and I tried to take my shot but she started kissing my neck, causing to miss badly. And I knew what she was up to. She was trying to make me lose. I turned to her. "I know what you're doing, Ally," I whispered in her ear, cupping her breast. "And be prepared to lose." As I suckled her neck and cupped her breast, she melted like butter in my arms, moaning softly. Suddenly, I let her go, and she stumbled slightly. I chuckled.

Shooting me a glare, she cautiously bent to take her shot, glancing up at me to see what I was doing. I heard Dallas snicker. "Go get 'er, Austin!" he yelled. "Oh, wait. Don't! I've got twenty bucks riding on this! Don't get horny! Please!"

Ally laughed, pausing, before she was serious once more. She lined it up and I slowly moved behind her. She was concentrating so hard that she didn't notice me, I stood right behind her and ran my hands up her long, slim calves to her milky thighs. She gasped and stood rigidly, trying to ignore me. But I maneuvered my hands to the front of her shorts, dipping below the waistline, and her legs gave out. Chuckling, I caught her deftly with one arm around her waist.

"You're evil," she accused. "Stay away from me."

"Whatever you say, Ally." And I backed off, not wanting to anger her. She managed to sink two more striped balls into different pockets. I was losing badly now. I was going to have up my game because she was winning by a landslide. And she knew it.

Now that it was my turn, I was nervous. I was afraid she'd touch me again. She had no idea what it did to me to feel her small fingers running over my body, causing me to want to throw her on the pool table and devour her body. But she stayed at the opposite end of the pool table for which I was thankful. "Ten in the corner pocket," I called, aiming. At that moment, she leaned down, giving me a splendid view down her top. My breath came shorter and my pants became tighter still, though I wasn't sure how that was possible with how hard I was already.

"Bring those balls to mama," she said huskily. The double meaning was impossible to miss. Shakily, I shot and just managed to sink the ten. Disappointed, she stood.

"Damn it, Ally, you don't need any more of an advantage," I said. "Stop trying to make me miss."

"No!" Dallas called, his words slurring. "Alls, keep making him horny as hell. It's working!"

"Dallas, you stay out of this," I commanded, glaring at him. I turned to find him clutching a shot glass in one hand and Cassidy in the other. He was obviously more than a little tipsy. Just what I needed – a drunk Dallas. Dez waved me over and I went towards him while Ally met with Cassidy and Trish.

"Okay, Austin," Dez began. "You're sucking it up out there. Get your head in the game."

"I'm trying, Dez, but it's a little hard when she's showing her chest and touching my crotch," I said defensively.

"Well, don't pay attention to her."

I just looked at him. "Do you know how hard that is?"

"Well, she knows how hard you are," he said. "Whenever she does something, just try to ignore her. Eventually she'll give up. Like with name-calling at school."

"This isn't elementary school and Ally certainly isn't a fifth grader," I pointed out. "Could you ignore Trish if she's half naked and touching your cock?"

He grimaced. "I see what you mean. Okay, well…just do your best."

"Thanks," I muttered sarcastically, "you've been so helpful."

Ally's P.O.V.

As Dez called Austin over, Trish and Cassidy pulled me towards them. "You're doing so well!" Trish said excitedly. "He's going to lose for sure now."

"Great job, Ally," Dallas slurred. "You better watch ooout how horny you make Austy-poo cuz he's about ready to fuck you right now."

I blushed and Cassidy slapped her boyfriend. "Stop cursing so much and making Ally embarrassed," she ordered. "I'm ashamed to even know you right now."

"Cass, baby, I lovesh you," he cooed, trying to kiss her lips but missed and kissed her eye.

"Yeah, you're so romantic when you're drunk." She rolled her eyes.

"Okay, Ally," Trish began, skillfully changing the subject. "You're doing amazing, but Austin still has a chance of winning if you slack off right now. So keep it up. He's smart and will undoubtedly find a way to win."

I nodded. "Okay, got it."

"Now go out there and beat him at his own game!" Cassidy called. "Imagine, a lifeguard losing at pool."

Trish giggled and Dallas positively died of laughter. Cassidy glared at him. "It wasn't that funny." He started singing 'home on the range' at the top of his lungs. I giggled and went back to wait at the pool table until Austin was ready. He left Dez and stood beside the table.

I leaned down to take my shot. Warm hands grazed over my exposed stomach as he pressed himself against me. I felt his hard erection pressing into my back and I gasped. Again, I knew he was larger than normal. One thought about seeing him completely naked caused my panties to be soaping wet. "Your form isn't correct," he purred in my ear. "Let me help you." He put his arms on top of mine, like he was showing me how to hold a pool stick. I knew my form was just fine, but he wanted an excuse to mess me up. "I can feel how wet you are, Ally," he murmured. "So drenched. Maybe I should lick it up."

That wasn't fair! He knew what it did to me to hear him talk like that. Once again, my knees gave out on me, turning to Jell-O. He held me easily up and nibbled on my earlobe. Moaning, I tried to focus on the pool table before me. But with his hands on my bare skin and his lips and teeth on my neck, I could hardly breathe, much less sink a few striped balls. He moved his hand to cup my core, between my legs. I was sure I was dripping onto his hand because I was so wet. I didn't remember why I just couldn't strip and jump him. I wanted to feel him inside me so desperately.

"Austin," I moaned.

"You have to take your turn, Ally," he said. "Then I'll give you what you want." Quickly, I shot at the closest thing, my cue stick hitting a solid towards the corner pocket. Dez sucked in a breath but groaned when it didn't go in. Not paying attention to the game, I crushed my mouth to his for the second time that night. But he pushed me gently away. "Not now, love. It's my turn." Opening my eyes, I realized what he had just did.

"You cheated," I breathed indignantly. He flashed me that crooked smile.

"All's fair in love and war." After it was his turn, we were tied. It all came down to this. The only ball on the table was the eight ball, waiting patiently at one end of the table. I moved to get a better shot. Taking a deep breath, I felt the pressure. If I sank this one, Austin would be forced to model first. Aiming reverently, I shot the damn ball. It banked off one side of the pool table and slowly rolled to the right side pocket. It tittered on the edge of the pocket for a moment. We all held our breath.

Then it dropped in.

"Ally, you did it!" Trish screamed. I squealed, hugging her fiercely. "I'm so proud of you!" Trish, Cassidy, and I jumped up and down in excitement. "Yes!" Dallas was drunkenly ecstatic. "I'm twenty dollars richer than shit!" he bellowed triumphantly. Dez slapped the money into his waiting hand. After our excitement had died to a mute happiness, I turned to find Austin leaning against the pool table, watching us, one eyebrow cocked.

"You get to model first," I said, standing beside him. I couldn't help the smug smirk on my face.

"I'm looking forward to it."

"Really?"

He grinned, his eyes flashing with mockery. "You have no idea." Then he pressed his lips to my neck once more and I knew I was in for it. He had something planned for when it was his time to model. And I'm not sure I was looking forward to it. After the pool game, Austin kept touching me. I tried to resist him, but I'm afraid that I melted every time he kissed me. Trish finally said we should leave. I looked at Austin's watch to find that it was three in the morning. It was Saturday tomorrow, so we didn't have to get up early

As Dez and Austin dropped Trish, Cassidy, and I off at our dorm, Austin kissed me softly on the lips. He broke it, allowing me to breathe, and placed a light kiss on the inside of my wrist. "I had a lovely time tonight," he whispered. "I have lifeguard duty tomorrow at the pool, please come."

"I'll try," I said faintly.

"See you tomorrow." He walked to his car, Dallas sat in the passenger's seat looking very intoxicated. Dallas looked at me and grinned, giving me a shaky thumbs up before accidentally falling forward, hitting his head on the dashboard.

"Holy shit and cheese crackers!" he swore. "When did that thing get there? And since when did Cassidy have a twin? Maybe we can have a three-some..."

Trish, Cassidy, and I walked into the dorm to get some much-needed sleep. The last thing I heard was Dallas repeating 'holy shit and cheese crackers!'