Chapter Six

Kennedy was doing another shot with Carmella when she felt the vibration in her back pocket. They'd been at it a couple of hours now, dancing and drinking. Felt good to move and just get away from everything for a bit. Things seemed to suddenly be moving really quick around her, and Kennedy needed a breather. Reaching she took out her phone and just stared at the number a long moment. She'd only just gotten their numbers earlier so she didn't' set a personal ringtone to them as of yet. None the less, the caller ID was clear as day. She flipped open the phone and moved to head out back of the club where it was more quieter and folks went to smoke. She gestured so Carmella and Bay knew where she was headed. Carmella looked curious but nodded. The night was warm and she moved to answer the call.

"Uh... Hello? Ambrose?""

Dean's voice was deep and gravely. His words had a soft lilt to them letting her know that he'd been already been drinking most likely. "Yeah, hey Kens. okay so I've got this question for you. Alright? Can you pole dance?"

Kennedy blinked again, not sure she heard him correctly. "What? I... where are you?" she sounded completely caught off guard.

"At a club. Look, Sami said you all took it for, like... exercise reasons or whatever, and I think he's full of shit but I wanted to check in case this is the ONE TIME he's not just giving me a load of shit."

Kennedy runs a hand over her face and stares at the phone a minute. She then puts it back to her ear. "You are so fucking wasted." She can't hide the small bit of laughter mixed in with the annoyed. "Tell Callihan he's a dead man tomorrow when I see him for the game. Yeah... we took a pole EXERCISE class."

Laughing the sandy red head replied, "What and take the surprise out of it? No damn way in hell! I owe him for way too much bullshit for that. But, seriously? Like... swinging around on the pole, the whole deal?""

She just sighed. "Are you seriously trying to have a conversation about this?" There was a pause and then laughter as the reality of the situation sit her. "Holy fuck... I'm your damn drunk dial." She just kept laughing. "You are completely trashed, aren't you?""

"Probably. I mean, I'm not bad enough that I'm not gonna remember this in the morning, if THAT'S what you're wondering."

"Oh... I bet you will." She couldn't stop laughing. "So how much money did the little bloodsuckers take from you all tonight?""

Dean says, "Shit, I don't know. I haven't gone to an ATM because I fucking know better, so whatever I brought with me... couple hundred?"

Kennedy just whistled. "Oh my god... " She sounds stunned. "Hope you got your money's worth there. Wow... just wow. On that note... I'm going to hang up now and let you get back to uh... whatever and I'm going to go chill with my girls.""

Dean sounds amused, "Not gonna answer, huh? Alright, should see ya tomorrow if you're going to that softball game Lita was going on about."

"Yeah... game and then cookout at her place. I did answer!" She sounds playfully offended. "What's the big deal. We took a class and learned to pole dance for the work out cause its serious arm work and that's where most of us are weakest. Yeah... so you can think about that with your drunk-on Mr. Pervy. Me, Baybay, Becky, Car, and Emma swinging around the poles… fact."

His deep voice laughed and had a low growl to it. She shivered and started to smile. "Yeah, just remember YOU said it and put the idea in my head, Pixie."

Riiiigghhht... and tell Sami I'm going show him exactly what I can do with my legs tomorrow." For a moment she thought she heard Calihan in the background. "I'm a fucking dead man, aren't' I dude?""

Ambrose was definitely amused and had a bit of a flirty tone now, "Do I get to see?"

"Oh... you know what. You can have a first-hand experience." She teased back, fucking with him while he's trashed had become irresistible.

Roman clearly could be heard laughing in the back ground. Then there was what sounded like a small struggle with a 'dude, I wasn't done!' followed by, "Oh, yeah you are man." Finally, Roman's voice came over the phone, clear and not quite as intoxicated. "Hey sweet pea, I'm gonna save the lunatic from his own dumb ass before he REALLY shoots himself in the foot. See ya tomorrow."

Kennedy bursts out laughing. "Oh, he'll learn. You can believe that." She kids back with roman.

Dean says, "See? Picking it up already."

"Good night boys..." Kennedy started to move to end the call.

Roman hung up, though not before she could hear Dean arguing in the background 'Dude, I was fine'.

Carmella and Bayley came out and looked over to Kens. "What's up Chica?"

She licked her lips and laughed. "Would you believe I just got a drunk dial from the guys?" The smile on her face said more than she realized.

"Oh really?" Carmella got a mischievous tone to her voice. "Well they say a picture says a thousand words. Cass is out there with them at the strip club." She looked around and moved to drag her other femme fatales into good lighting.

Within a few minutes, most of the phones around the two tables the guys were all at started to buzz. Instagram and Twitter alerts going off all around. "Holy shit…" Cassidy's voice could be heard about the music. Roman curious reached down and took out his phone. Laughing he bumped Dean to show him the Instagram posted to Kenney and Carmela's accounts.

The three girls sent out a tweet and Instagram with the caption "where dem boys at?" Bayley was on the right in a cute red off the shoulders mini dress. Her hair was curled and she had on sweet looking red leather boots to match. Sporting tight black satin pants, with a loose club style halter in her signature leopard print, Carmella definitely looked like a million bucks. Kennedy was on the small blonde's left. She wore a red and black school girl style mini that barely comes down to mid-thigh. The garter straps the held up her ripped fish net thigh highs were clearly visible. Heeled English cavalry boots completed the look of her legs. A cute black tank with silver buckles holding up the straps adorned her top, and fingerless leather arm warmers rounded out the woman's attire. Kennedy's make up was done dark and smoky to show off the blue tint to her light-colored eyes. It was clear from the smiles and attitude in the pics, the girls were having just as good time as the guys were.

Cassidy just moaned and let his head hit the table. Enzo laughed at his partner's pain and ordered the man another shot. Calihan whistled and saved that pic to his phone. Roman chuckled watching the various guys expression.

Dean reached out and took Ro's phone a moment. "Damn…. They clean up hot."

Sami nodded in agreement. "Wouldn't mind getting stuck in a dark alley with at least two of the three."

Dean snickered. "Only if it's the kind with solid walls…" His eyes moved back to the picture. "Yeah…. Cock tease is definitely coming to mind but in the most enjoyable and appreciative ways."

Roman just sipped his beer and stayed quiet, seeming to be there more to give rides home and chill with the guys that paying attention to the strippers or now the sexy pic from the girls. "yea… blame Ambrose for the phone call."

Calihan shook his head. "No blame…. I'm filing that pic away for inspiration if you know what I mean?"

Roman shook his head. "Now I can see how you two teamed for so long…" He laughed.

"I would hit that in a second. Can't blame the man, Ro." Dean piped up.

Finishing off his bear, Sami just laughed. "Good luck with that. She's all kinds of happy to snuggle up and play around a bit as a friend, but never seen or head of Kennedy messing around beyond some raunchy kissing in a truth or dare game or hot moves on the dance floor." He shrugged at Ambrose. "I don't even think her and her ex were fucking around, and they were together for a few years."

Dean got a wicked smile. "First time for everything"

There was a bit of an edge to Sami's tone now. "She's not the kind of chick you fuck and drop. plus, that would seriously fuck up your ring relationship, Mox. Leave this one be."

Roman would pat Dean's shoulder. "I'd say chill and let it be for a while, bro." He picked up on the tone of Sami getting a touch more assertive. Dean didn't seem to notice.

"What? I just said there was a first time for everything. I didn't say I was gonna go hit the chick over the head and carry her back to my cave or something." Laughing he downed his beer. His eyes moving to the pic one more time before he handed it back to Roman.

Sami just gives roman that "i pity you look". He turned to try to focus on the girl working the runway in front of them, wishing he didn't know what Dean was like when he got fixated on something.

Roman seemed to blow it off like he was used to it.

After minute, Dean tossed a few bills on the runway and then the table for their waitress. "You up for heading out, bro?" He looked to Roman. "I don't' feel like a piece of total useless shit tomorrow when we're playing ball for kids." Roman rose and nodded gesturing night to the others. Dean patted Sami on the shoulder. "See ya tomorrow bro. Don't lose all your money…" He grinned at Sami and moved to head out to the door. Roman fell into place behind him to the right like always.