(Ashley)
The party was in full effect as Ashley made her way through the bustling crowd of grinding bodies on the dance floor. She squeezed past couples huddled close and drunken groupies staggering into each other as she tried to reach the bar. Ashley figured a few drinks could help soothe her nerves, maybe help her relax and not worry about the party so much. She smiled at a few guys glancing her way but didn't hold their gazes long enough for them to think she was interested. A small part of her was hoping to run into Lucas. He did say she was going to be his date, but in the end Ashley realized he was most likely joking and didn't really mean it. Finally breaking through the crowd, Ashley reached the bar and ordered a glass of champange. She grabbed the long flute, pulling the bubbly drink to her lips. She leaned against the bar, looking around the crowd as she sipped her drink. Ashley was starting to wish maybe she dragged Paige or Charlie with her. She recogonized a few interns and other familiar co workers but she wasn't really good friends with any of them. Everyday at her job was go go go, so Ashley never had the chance to get to know anyone on a more then co worker basis.
Finishing her first drink, Ashley grabbed another flute of champagne and decided to try and mingle. She tucked her clutch under her arm and gave her curls a little tousle before walking though the thick crowd. She talked to a few music producers, who she had bumped into at work, chatted with a handful of interns and talked music with a drummer from one of the bands the label had signed on. The night was going surprisingly well but something was missing. Ashley walked off to the side of the dance floor and watched the crowd of people twist and grind their bodies to whatever dance song was blasting through the speakers. She looked down to her dress, smoothing it over with her hand. A few stares and one cat call was just about all the attention Ashley was getting tonight. She started doubting everything from her black pumps to the way she styled her curls. She wondered if maybe she should dip out early and call it a night when a deep, raspy voice spoke softly into her ear. An instant smile grew fast across Ashley's lips from the sound of Lucas's voice. She turned around to face him, looking him over and realizing he wasn't in uniform. He still looked damn good to Ashley. "Well I thought I had a date." Ashley touched the collar of his shirt, smoothing down the fabric. "But I guess he forgot?" Ashley smirked, dropping her hand from his shirt.
(Lucas)
"Ever heard of being fashionably late?" Lucas drawled, slowly scanning down Ashley's body as she played with his shirt collar. His eyes were automatically drawn to the sexy cut out at her waist. "Lemme get a good look at you." He pulled back a little, taking her hand to twirl her around in front of him. He appreciated the sexy way that dress clung to her curves. It gave him all sorts of dirty ideas. Turning her completely around, releasing her hand when she was facing him again, he smiled. "Nice." He slid his hands down to her hips, gently pulling her closer. "Worried I wouldn't show?" He teased, judging by the smile on her lips that the thought had crossed her mind, only to be swept away once he finally made his presence known. He rubbed his thumbs against the sheer fabric of her dress, lightly caressing her skin through it. "You look damn good, Skittles." He said, roaming her body with his dark eyes without an ounce of shame.
(Ashley)
"Ever heard a girl shouldn't be kept waiting?" Ashely smirked. She watched Lucas's eyes shamelessly look over her body and curve hugging dress. That blush that hit her cheeks was unavoidable. Lucas had that effect on her. One look from him was all it took for Ashley to feel hot and bothered, but shy and nervous all at the same time. Their fingers laced together when Lucas twirled Ashley around, so he could see every angle of her body in the tight dress. She rolled her eyes, feeling silly for spinning around in front of him, but it still couldn't wipe the smile off her face. Turning to face him, Ashley faked a little curtsy, giggling softly as she meet his eyes. "Glad you approve." She smirked, giving her head a nod. Her playful smile dropped when his hands found her soft hips and pulled her close to him and was replaced with a serious and sexy grin. Ashley liked being close to him like this. His hands holding onto her, preventing her from slipping from his grasp, his dark eyes boring into her deep baby blues and the way her body reacted to his from just one look. Being near to him like this just felt really good. Almost too good. "Only worried that my tail woulnd't be properly watched tonight. A girl can't be to carfeul when she's at a party all alone." Ashley replied, trying to sound casual and not let on that she actually was worried that she might not run into Lucas. Ashley sighed shaky breath as his thumbs smoothed over the thin fabric of her dress. She could feel her skin warming to his touch from only the small contact of his thumbs rubbing against her. "Thanks.." Ashley's eyes dropped from his, smiling shyly as she looked down at her dress. She moved her hands up his stomach, resting them on his firm chest. Her eyes found his again as she stepped closer, closing any distance between them. "You're not looking so bad yourself, Lucas." She grabbed onto his shirt and pulled him backwards towards the dance floor. "Your date wants a dance."
(Lucas)
"I guess I'm just hard-headed." Lucas retorted, captivated by the body on the sassy brunette. He smiled and shook his head when she curtsied. Cute. He liked her attitude; her playful, defiant nature. It was a real turn on how she could give it right back to him without missing a beat. But he also approved of the way she blushed whenever his stare penetrated her cool defenses. That happened rather often. Her body felt warm to the touch, even through her clothes. Maybe it was the combined body heat of everyone on the roof, or maybe he just got her hot. Deliberately pressing his palm against her bare side, Lucas assured Ashley, "Don't worry. Now that I'm here, I plan to watch every inch of you tonight."
He nodded in response to her compliment. He knew he looked alright. But he was totally focused on the hot girl in front of him, amused by the timid reaction his intense stare evoked. He slid is hands down further , brushing against her thighs when she grabbed his shirt and pulled him to the dance floor. "My date is aware that I'm working, right?" He chuckled, somewhat reluctant to follow her lead.