A/N: Okay, so we hate Shonda right now. We are not amused with the last episode at all. So annoyed. We do have a 'screw Sam over' plan, though, so it's all good. Anyway, who has heard hte new Kylie song? How awesome is it? I'm in love seriously. I cannot wait for her new album! July 5th is way too far away! Seriosuly! *dies*

Enjoy!

March, Friday 26th

Addison smiled as she walked into the club with Pete and looked around for Sam and Naomi. There were sitting on a table next to the dance floor, laughing at something as they sipped on their drinks. Addison waved at them before she weaved her way through the crowd and sat down at the table with them.

"Hey." Naomi grinned at them happily.

"Hey, how are you?" Addison asked.

"I'm great." She smiled. "What about you?"

"I'm good." Addison nodded.

"Good." She nodded as well and Addison smiled as Pete went to get them drinks. Naomi watched him before she turned back to Addison. "How's it going?"

"It's going good." Addison nodded again. "We argue every now and then." Naomi nodded slowly and watched her friend. "I'm still getting used to having him there all the time."

"Are you getting along though?"

"Most of the time." Addison nodded.

"That's good."

"Although, nothing is mine anymore."

Naomi smirked. "Why not?"

"Because he uses everything!" she exclaimed frustrated

Naomi laughed softly as she watched her friend.

"It's not funny," Addison mumbled. "He was using my toothbrush this morning."

"Ewww." Naomi wrinkled her nose. "Why?"

"I don't know but because we're married apparently it's fine."

"Are you having sex?"

Addison shifted slightly. "Yeah…sometimes." Naomi just nodded as she looked at her. Addison looked up and accepted her drink as Pete walked back to the table. Naomi glanced at him as he started talking to Sam and smirked. "What?" Addison frowned at her friend. "Why are you smirking like that?"

"I think you two are fun."

"Why? We haven't done anything."

"How are you going to keep doing this?"

"I don't know," Addison sighed.

"Are you going to get yourself a real boyfriend at some point? Or are you content with this right now?"

"I don't know. I guess we'll do this for a while then part ways."

"Okay." Naomi nodded. Addison nodded as well before she sipped on her drink. Naomi just sat and watched the two of them.

"Come on, Nae, let's go dance." Addison stood up after a few minutes.

"Okay." She nodded. Addison smiled before they made their way to the dance floor. They found a spot in the crowd and started to dance while the guys stayed at the table.

"So, how's it going?" Sam asked his friend.

"How's what going?" Pete looked back at him.

"Your marriage to Addison."

"Oh." He shrugged. "Not too bad I guess."

"Not too bad?" Sam raised an eyebrow.

"I'm starting to get used to it."

"That's good." He nodded.

"I guess." Pete took another sip of his drink.

"Why? What's happened?"

"Nothing." He shook his head.

"Really?"

"We're just living together." He shrugged again.

"Okay." Sam nodded.

"Yeah." Pete downed his drink.

"Do you still plan to get drunk and sleep with random women?"

"We'll see."

Sam smirked and nodded.

"I could just sleep with her." Pete grinned slightly and looked down at the glass in his hands.

"You mean you're not already?"

"Sometimes."

Sam chuckled and shook his head.

"What?" Pete smirked.

"That is just so you."

"Why?" He grinned.

"Because you're always sleeping with some girl."

"She's my wife though."

"She is," Sam agreed and nodded.

"Sometimes I think we're crazy for doing this."

"You are crazy." Sam looked at his friend. "You married someone you can't stand and you're staying married to prove a point to your parents."

"It's fun though." Pete smiled. "And it's not like we're going to do it for long anyway."

"How long do you plan on being married?"

"I don't know, we'll see."

"Do you like her?" Sam asked curiously.

"Not really." He didn't look at him as he played with his glass. Sam just nodded at his friend and took a sip of his drink. "I'll get another drink." Pete got up from his chair.

"Sure." Sam nodded. Pete nodded as well and made his way to the bar.

Addison and Naomi continued to dance to the music on the dance floor when Addison caught the eye of some guy. He watched her dancing for a while before he slowly moved closer to her. She grinned and continued to dance in front of him. He smiled as he looked at her and danced as well. Addison turned so she was facing him as she danced. He looked at her and moved his hands to her waist, watching her face. She just moved closer so their bodies were nearly touching as they danced. They moved together to the music, their hips brushing against one another every now and then. Addison smirked as she looked up at him. He looked back down at her and glanced at her lips as he pulled her closer. She looked up at his face as her chest pressed against his front. He could feel her breasts against his chest and moved his hips against hers. They both stopped dancing as Addison could feel his sudden want for her.

"Sorry." He smirked.

Addison raised an eyebrow and smirked as well. "Someone's feeling very hard."

"I couldn't help it."

"Oh really?" She pressed herself closer to him.

"Yes," he breathed and moved his hands to her butt. Addison grinned as she looked up at him and rubbed her hips against him. He smirked and pulled her even closer. "I think someone doesn't want to dance anymore," she whispered huskily into his ear.

"I'd rather do something else."

"And what would that be?"

"We should go back to mine."

"Okay then." She grinned.

"Come on then."

As they turned to leave, Addison came face to face with Pete.

"Where you going?" He looked down at her.

"To his place. Why?"

"How are you going to get home?"

"Taxi." She shrugged.

"You don't even know him."

"I know what I'm doing."

"Come on, Addison." Pete looked at her.

"What is your problem?"

"He's not right for you."

"You don't know that. Now, excuse us."

"Addison." He watched her.

"What, Pete?" She looked back at him.

"What the hell are you doing? Going home with a stranger?"

"Are you my father now?"

Pete tensed as he looked at her. "You know what? Screw him if it makes you happy it's not like I freaking care."

"Good!" Addison glared at him before she left the club with the guy. Pete watched them as they left before he turned and walked back to the table.

"Where's Addison gone?" Naomi asked.

"Off with some guy," he mumbled and took hold of his glass.

"Some guy?" She frowned. "Why?"

"I don't know." Pete looked at her. "She's a bitch. Do I look like I care?" Naomi held her hands up in defence before she sipped on her drink. Pete downed his drink before he put the glass back on the table. Naomi and Sam just quietly watched him as he sat slouched at the table.

"I'm going to go home." He grabbed his phone from the table after a while.

"Okay." Sam nodded. "See you."

"See you." Pete got up and walked out of the club. Sam and Naomi just sat in silence as they watched their friend walk away.

"He's pissed," Sam commented.

"About Addison?"

"I don't know."

Naomi nodded slowly before she looked at her boyfriend.

"He said he doesn't like her." He shrugged.

"She's said the same but she doesn't say what she really means."

"Why not?"

"Because she's Addison and she's afraid."

"Was she always like that?" Sam looked at her. "Did she always sleep with different guys?"

"No." Naomi shook her head. "It started I suppose about eight months ago."

"Wow." He nodded.

"To be honest, it's worse when she's seen Pete."

"Really?" Sam looked surprised.

"Really." Naomi nodded.

"Maybe he turns her on like that," Sam joked.

"He definitely does something to her," Naomi agreed. Sam nodded and wrapped his arm around his girlfriend. She gave a sigh and leaned into his side.