I glanced around at all the people at the party, hoping I would be able to spot her. After a couple minutes, I saw her at the bar.

"Ya know, you could have told me who you were and saved me the embarrassment," I said as I sat down next to her on an open bar stool.

"Where's the fun in that?" Mitchie smirked. "Not that I could see the look on your face, but I'm sure it was priceless."

Yeah, it probably was. "Congratulations, by the way."

"Thanks. I wasn't worried. We deserved it."

I watched her run her fingers through her long, brown hair and take a sip of her martini. Damn. She was really beautiful. And full of herself, which was usually a huge turn-off for me. But for some reason, it was kind of attracting me to her. I guess there's something to be said for believing that you can do anything, right?

"You must think I'm pretty damn cute," she said, pulling me out of my thoughts.

I guess she caught me staring. I looked away towards the crowd, hoping she would drop the subject. She didn't.

"Come on, you can say it. I'm a babe."

I laughed, a little uncomfortably. It seemed like the more confidence she had, the less I had. She was really intimidating. "I think you tell yourself that enough for the both of us."

"Nate!"

I looked in the direction of the voice that had called my name and saw Shane and Jason waving me over to the round table they were sitting at. Before I could even ask Mitchie if she wanted to come with me, she was already making her way towards them.

"She ordered this…" the bartender said to me, setting another martini down on the counter.

I nodded and picked it up to take to her and ordered a shot of tequila for myself. By the time I caught up, they'd all already introduced themselves.

"Thanks!" she grinned when I handed her the glass. "I was just telling them about how uptight you are. Has anyone ever told you that?"

"I'm not uptight," I replied defensively.

I looked towards the guys for back-up – they pretended like they hadn't heard me. I saw her wink at Shane and Jason. I knew what that meant. They'd already made an unspoken decision to make me look like an idiot. Wonderful.

"You need to learn how to have some fun. Truth or dare?" she asked.

I sighed. What the hell did it take to impress her? She wasn't giving me any hints. Whatever, I definitely needed to be drunk to play this game. I slammed my shot down and waved to a waiter for another.

"Truth."

She pretended to think about it really hard for a moment. "Hmm…on a scale of one to ten, how much of a babe do you think I am?"

I rolled my eyes as the guys started cracking up. They'd obviously had a few drinks since I last saw them. "Are you serious?"

"I've never been more serious in my life. Don't I look serious?"

No, she didn't really, but I knew she wasn't going to drop it. I looked her square in the eyes, hoping she would pick up on the fact that I wasn't enjoying this game. "You're a ten and you know it."

Mitchie smiled. "Yeah, but it's nice to hear sometimes. Your turn!"

I hadn't realized that I would actually get a turn to choose someone. I thought she was just trying to get to me. My friends hadn't helped me out at all, so it was time for a little payback. "Jason, truth or dare?"

I took another shot and looked around for a minute. I saw a group of really gorgeous girls standing near the dance floor. "Go over there and try to get two of them to leave with you."

"Two?"

"Or more," I shrugged.

Jason nodded, took another shot, slammed the glass down on the table, and walked towards the girls.

"Um…excuse me," Shane said, looking passed me.

I looked over my shoulder and saw exactly who he had noticed. Her name was Tess Tyler. She was a model, and they'd hooked up a few times. He was obsessed with her to the point that it was kind of just pathetic.

"Truth or dare?" I asked Mitchie.

"It's Jason's turn to ask," she reminded me.

"He's busy," I replied simply. "Truth or dare?"

She finished off her martini and motioned for another one. "Truth."

I never would have asked this, normally. I'm a subtle guy. But she obviously wasn't into subtle, and with the alcohol kicking in, I was barely even nervous asking her. "Are you attracted to me at all, or are you just messing me around? Because I think it's been made pretty clear that I'm attracted to you. And I don't want to…"

"I meant dare," she said.

She took the martini a waiter was handing to her and took a sip. She stood up. Was she leaving?

"You can't just switch because you don't want to answer the…"

She stepped over my lap with one leg so that she was straddling me and kissed me before I could even finish my sentence. This was a better answer than I expected. I wrapped my arms around her waist, hands on her lower back and slowly moving downward. I didn't understand this girl at all, but right then, I didn't really care at all, either.

I heard Jason clear his throat loudly. He had the worst timing. Mitchie broke the kiss and looked at me, a devious smile on her face.

"Are you guys ready to go?"

"You want to leave already?" I asked, astonished.

I usually had to drag him out of the club kicking and screaming at closing time. He looked behind him, so I did, too. There were two gorgeous blondes standing there.

"They said yes."

Mitchie and I both started laughing.

"Let's go," she whispered in my ear.

No way was I saying no to that. I jumped up and starting leading her to the car, my arm around her waist.

"What about Shane?" Jason asked, following me with a blonde on either side of him.

"I think he has alternate transportation…" I smirked, pointing to where he and Tess were making out in the corner. Jason rolled his eyes.

Our hotel wasn't far, but the drive seemed to take forever. The way she was looking at me made me really nervous and really excited all at the same time. She was everything I usually tried to avoid in a girl – over-confident, full of herself, harsh, tough, forward…she didn't think before she spoke. She did whatever she wanted to do at that very moment. I usually liked girls that were more soft-spoken and sweet. But for some reason, it all worked for her. She was exciting. And mysterious. And I liked it.

"I can't believe those girls actually said yes," I laughed as I slid my key card through the sensor to unlock the door to my hotel room.

I held the door open for Mitchie and closed it behind her. I felt around for the light switch in the dark and the room flooded with light as I flicked it on. Mitchie turned around to face me, smiling that sexy smile of hers. She was going to get me into trouble, I could already tell. She took a few steps towards me and flicked the light switch off again. Then she stood on her toes and kissed me passionately, her tiny backwards steps leading me towards the bed. She unbuttoned my dress shirt and then started pulling at the hem of my undershirt.

"Wait," I whispered, regretfully breaking the kiss. "You had a lot to drink, and I don't want you to wake up regretting this…"

I could feel her soft hands on my abs, and I kind of wished I had ignored my conscience and stayed quiet.

"Are you drunk?" she asked, but she already knew the answer.

"Well, yeah, but…"

She rested her hands on my belt and I really started to regret telling her to stop. She whispered in my ear, in her distinctively sexy tone that made her all the more irresistible.

"Then how do you know I'm not taking advantage of you?"

She didn't wait for an answer before pulling my shirt over my head and tossing it to the floor. Her logic was good enough for me.