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Chapter Nine: We Danced

I finished eating and I picked up my plate. Connor was sitting beside me so I grabbed his. Murphy piled his and Rocco's on top.

"I'm not a fucking waitress," I shoved him and Murphy tumbled backwards onto the floor. I couldn't stop myself from laughing. I set the plates on the counter and reached down to help him up. He pulled me into the floor with him. Connor grabbed my hand and helped me up.

"Wha' ya wan' ta do tonight, Katie?" Connor asked me as I loaded the dishwasher.

"McGinty's!" Murphy answered.

"I thought he was asking me," I responded. "I want to dance."

"I'm out I don't fucking dance," Rocco said.

"Me neither," Murphy added.

"Connor?" I looked up at him with the saddest eyes I could muster.

"Aye, Katie, I'll take you dancing," he smiled at me, "I don't dance. But I'd sure like ta watch ya shake ya ass."

"Thank you," I gave a quick peck on the cheek and rushed into my bedroom to get ready.

I pulled outfit after outfit out not liking a single one. I had a two-foot pile of clothes sitting on my bed and still had not decided what to wear. I heard a soft tap on the door.

"Come in," I didn't wait to see who it was. I stood in the back of my closet looking for something.

"Damn Katie," I heard Connor say, "You've got a lot of clothes."

"And nothing to wear," I said.

"I'd be fine if ya wore nothing," he said. I walked out of the closet and he looked me over. "Or that." I remembered I was wearing lace black boy shorts and a strapless bra.

"I might end up going out like this if I don't find something to wear," I smiled.

"If ya don't hurry and put something on we might not go anywhere," he smiled.

"And you might end up sleeping in the other room with Rocco," I smiled back. I saw it. It was perfect but it was on the top shelf just out of my reach. "Connor?"

"Aye," he said lying on my bed.

"Can you grab that?" I pointed to the bag. He inched in the closet behind me. I felt his body pressed against mine.

"Are ye gonna make me sleep with Rocco?" he asked.

"I haven't decided yet," I said. He smacked my ass and pulled the bag down. "Now go so I can finish getting ready."

He smiled and walked back into the living room. I pulled the black dress out of the bag. I'd bought it months before I came back to Boston. A friend told me I should get it and wear it for a special person. I had two special people. I slid the dress over my head. It hugged my hips and accented my breasts perfectly. I couldn't get the zipper up in the back.

"Murphy?" I peaked my head out the door.

"Aye, Katie," he responded.

"Can you help me with something?" I asked.

"I'm sure I can," he said still sitting on the couch. I threw a shoe at him.

"Please, will you help me?"

"Aye," he got up and walked in the room. "Is that what ye wearing?"

"Yes," I said, "Zip me up?" He walked up close to me and grabbed my hips.

"Do I get to take it off of ya later?" he asked.

"Maybe," I winked at him. "Just zip it up." He reluctantly pulled the zipper up. He still held my hips and pressed against me.

"I can't let ya go out like that with Connor alone," he said.

"So you'll go?"

"Aye," he responded. I kissed him softly on the lips. I smiled as we walked back in the living room.

"That shade looks good on you, Murph," Rocco laughed.

"Wha'?" Murphy asked as he walked to the hallway mirror. He had my lipstick on. "At least I'm getting some." He wiped it off with the back of his hand.

"Damn, Katie," Rocco said, "You clean up nice."

"Thanks," I sat down on the couch and slid my shoes on.

"Ye ready yet?" Connor asked.

"Yes I am," I said and stood up. Connor helped me on with my jacket. I took his arm. Murphy took the other. Even in heals the boys towered over me.

"Ya sure ya won't come?" Murphy asked Rocco.

"I'll hang out here," Rocco said. "Probably go to McGinty's later."

"Suit yourself," I responded. I walked with Connor and Murphy down the steps. I was glad to have the boys to hold onto. I was a little off balance. Connor opened the door and pulled the seat up so that Murphy could climb in the back. I climbed in the passenger's seat and fastened my seatbelt.

"Katie," Connor said softly when he climbed in, "if I forget to tell ya later, ye look beautiful tonight." I flushed.

Moments later we pulled into the parking lot of a dance club. I took Connor's hand when he offered to help me out of the seat. I stumbled a little and Connor caught me. Murphy climbed out and we walked together inside.

"ID's please," the bouncer at the door said. I pulled my driver's license out of my bra and showed it to him.

"What else ya got in there, Katie?" Murphy asked as I put it back in my bra. He helped me off with my jacket and handed it to the coat check.

"Wouldn't you like to know," I winked at him and walked towards the bar.

"What can I get you, sweetheart?" the big-armed bartender asked me.

"Irish Cream," I said, "And two pints of Guinness for my boys." I pulled a $20 from my bra to hand to the bartender but Murphy shoved his arm in front of me and stuffed his own $20 in the guy's hand. I tucked my money back in my bra. I knew it was no use to argue who was paying for drinks. Neither of them would let me spend my money on them.

I leaned against the bar and took a long drink from my glass. I looked at Connor and Murphy.

"It's loud in here," Murphy yelled at me.

"Aye, it is," Connor agreed. I walked towards a table and climbed onto a stool.

I felt my top. "Damn," I said aloud.

"What you looking for in there?" Connor asked peaking down the front of my dress.

"I forgot my cigarettes," I said. Connor smiled and fished his out of his pants pocket, lit two, and handed me one.

"You couldn't fit much more in there," Murphy traced his finger along the top of my dress. I smiled at him, finished my drink and cigarette.

"Who wants to dance with me first?" I asked as I stood. Murphy and Connor looked at each other. I grabbed them both and pulled them to the dance floor with me.

They awkwardly danced around me. I smiled and ground my ass against Murphy to the beat of Cher's "Believe." The song came to an end and the boys drug me back to the table.

"I need a drink," Connor shouted over the music, "Wha' do ya want, Katie?"

"I want a Screaming Orgasm," I said with a smile.

"Aye, I can give ya that when we get home. But wha' do ya want to drink?" he said.

"It is a drink," I said back. He shook his head and walked back to the bar.

"Why ya drinking that girly stuff?" Murphy asked sitting on the stool beside me.

"I am a girl you know," I responded.

"Aye," he said, "I'm glad ya are." He shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "I'll be right back. Will ya be ok?" I nodded and Murphy headed for the restroom.

"Hello," a short man with a pug nose said to me. "Can I buy you a drink?"

"No thanks, my…uh…boyfriend is getting me one," I answered.

"You don't have to lie," he said, "Bitch!" I saw it before the man did. Connor punched him and they guy was on the ground. The short one's friend punched Connor. Murphy returned and punched the friend. I stood up and watched the four men fight. It took three large bouncers to pull them apart.

"You're outta here!" one of the bouncers said. They threw the two men out. Then shoved Murphy and Connor out the door. I picked up our coats and walked out the door after them.

"What the fuck was that?!" I shouted at Connor.

"I didn't like the way he was talkin' to ya, Katie," he answered then turned to Murphy, "And where the fuck were ya?"

"I don't need either of you to protect me," I said then started walking, "I can take care of myself." I pulled my coat on and kept walking. My shoes were starting to pinch my feet. I didn't care I just kept walking.

"Katie, stop!" Connor shouted as he ran up behind me. "Wait."

"What?" I said.

"I'm…" he stumbled over the words, "Look I'm sorry. I didn't think. Ya' forgive me."

"Yeah, you just need to quit being a Neanderthal. That guy was a jerk but he wasn't doing anything I couldn't handle," I said. "It's still early. You want to go to McGinty's?" He took my hand and we walked back to the car.

Murphy was leaning against the door when I got there. "Ya still pissed, Katie?"

"I'll be ok." I answered. We climbed in the car and headed to McGinty's. We were warmly welcomed when we walked in the door. Rocco was sitting on his usual stool at the bar sipping a beer.

"Thought you were going dancing," he said.

"These two apes got us kicked out," I answered. Murphy looked at me and made an ape sound. I couldn't help but laugh. I climbed onto my familiar stool. Murphy and Connor took their seats beside me.

"What was it that you wanted, Katie?" Connor smiled at me, "She wants a Screaming Orgasm." My face turned a bright shade of red.

"W-w-what's in it K-k-Katie?" Doc asked me.

"Vodka, Kailua, and Baileys," I answered. He mixed me the drink and handed it to me. I dug in Connor's pocket and pulled out his pack of cigarettes. I dug deeper.

"What are you looking for in there?" he asked. He pulled his lighter out of the other pocket and lit my cigarette.

"Thank you," I said and pulled my hand out of his pocket.

"Ya could have left it in there if ya wanted," he smiled and took a long drag off his own cigarette.

"Ya can't be hogging Katie, Con," Murphy said and pulled me close to him. He leaned in and planted a soft kiss on my neck. I turned my face and met his lips with mine. I smiled and put my cigarette out.

"Ya still want to dance, Katie?" Connor asked me. He took my hand and pulled me into the middle of the bar floor. He motioned to Murphy who dropped a few coins in the jukebox. He pulled my arms around his neck and rested his hands on my hips. We swayed to Lonestar's Amazed.

"Do ya forgive me?" he asked me. I looked into his eyes. I could not stay mad at him. I nodded and he kissed me. I pulled myself deeper into his kiss. I wanted to melt into him.

"Connor?" I whispered.

"Yeah," he responded.

"Take me home," I said. His smile widened and he nodded. He handed Doc some money. I don't even think he knew what he gave him. He grabbed our coats off the hook and ushered me out the door.

He pulled my keys out of his pocket and pushed my front door open. I dropped my shoes on the ground and wrapped my arms around him. I pulled his shirt up and over his head.

Connor pressed his lips to mine and reached behind me lowering my zipper and letting my dress fall to the floor. I pulled him tighter against me. He unhooked my bra and dropped it to the ground. He softly kissed the tender skin of my neck. I moaned as he dipped his hand into the lace of my panties. He started to enter me with his fingers.

"Connor," I moaned, "I want you inside me." He lowered me to the couch and pulled my panties off. He dropped his pants and boxers. I gasped as he entered me. I dug my nails into his back as he thrust deeper and deeper inside me. I squeezed my core around him as I came. He kept going. He cried out when he came inside me.

"Ga' girl," he said laying his head against mine, "ya gonna be the death of me."

"Sorry," I whispered.

"N'thing to be sorry 'bout," he responded. "Come on lemme get ya to bed." He lifted me effortlessly into his arms and carried me into my bedroom. He laid me gently on the bed and crawled in beside me. I laid my head on his arm and he draped his arm around my waist. I drifted off listening to his soft breathing.