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i'm soooo sorry for the incredibly late update, i've been busy with stuff lately and while i'm at it...

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just a little recap from last chapter: Annie showed Jon her definition of fun and now it's Jon's turn to show Annie her definition of fun.

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Annie looked up from her copy of Pride and Prejudice when a loud knock filled the quiet living room. The footsteps that followed informed her that her grandfather was about to open it. Moving her gaze back to her book, she continued to read.

'Annie!' her grandfather's voice caused her to tear her attention away from her book once more. 'Come over here, there's someone at the door for you,' Jeff called out. Now that intrigued Annie. Who in the world would visit her at six-thirty in the evening? She forced herself up from her seat and made her way to the door, her book still in her hand. 'Hurry your ass up, don't keep him waiting now, kid,' ordered Jeff with a loud, hearty chuckle. Him? A feeling of mortification took over Annie upon realising who came to visit her today.

'How's it going, Annie?' it was his dimpled smile and baby blue eyes that welcomed Annie, her grandfather chuckled to himself as he walked away to leave the two young people behind.

'What are you doing here?' she asked him in a harsh whisper.

'Well, for starters, I realised I haven't returned your muffin container yet,' Jon began as he handed her the clean container in his hands, Annie snatched it off him with a glare. 'And I also came here to pick you up, I believe it's my turn to show you my definition of fun,' he continued. The smirk on his face made Annie even more nervous, it was as if he has something sinister planned. 'Oh come on, don't tell me you're going to chicken out, Annie,' he mused, impersonating chicken noises.

'O-Of course I'm not chickening out,' annoyed, she informed him curtly, Jon grinned in satisfaction upon hearing this. 'Gramps, I'll be out for a while,' she called over her shoulder and Jon watched as she slipped on her dirty sneakers, putting her book aside. 'Bring it on, Jon,' she smiled up to him in response to his silent challenge and Jon merely sent a wink her way, grinning to himself from ear to ear.

Annie wasn't very surprised when Jon brought her to a bar, she sort of expected that to be a part of his definition of fun. With his arm around her like he owned her, they entered the bar. The loud electro music welcomed Annie as she tried to keep up with Jon's footsteps. They stopped in front of the counter where Jon called out for the bartender, noisily he ordered his drink before turning to look at Annie expectantly. She murmured her reply to the bartender, asking for a soda.

'Are you having fun?' Jon asked through the loud music, Annie replied by glaring at him. He knew that she hated every second that passed while she's at the bar and Jon seem to feed off her annoyance. 'A couple of my friends are coming, I hope you don't mind,' he informed her and Annie watched as he took a swig of his beer, the sight almost enticed her to pull him towards her to replace the bitter taste of the beer lingering on his lips with her own lips.

'I don't mind,' her response came delayed. Annie thought about what Jon's friends could possibly be like. Are they as mean and big as he is? Are they assholes too? Gorgeous-panty-soaking-sexy-pieces-of-meat assholes?

'Why don't you go ahead and dance, sunshine, I'd love to see your moves,' after a minute passed, Jon urged her on, his words annoyed Annie.

'No, why don't you dance,' she grumbled as he leaned over her, close enough for her to catch a whiff of his familiar, intoxicating scent.

'Have you forgotten that tonight is my night, sunshine? I tolerated our little bonding time with nature last night, it's time you return the favour tonight,' he whispered in her ear, the hairs at the back of Annie's neck rose from his hot breath against her skin. 'What are you waiting for, doll face, go ahead and show me how much fun you're having,' Annie almost frowned at his words but she placed her half-finished soda on the bench and glared at him. Jon merely pointed at the dance floor, occupied by a group of loud college kids and a few more little groups. Groaning to herself, she made her way to the dance floor, knowing that she just have to suck it up and do whatever he requests, after all, it was her who forced him to sit by the fire and roast some marshmallows with her last night which was totally so un-Jon-like, tonight is just his own form of revenge.

Not really born with the talent of a dancer, Annie awkwardly stepped inside the space that has become the dance floor. Feeling like an alien, she turned to face Jon as he sat in the bar, eyes locked on her with a smirk on his face that she can spot metres away from him. Copying one of the girls in the dance floor, Annie raised her hands and swayed her hips to the beat of the music, she felt ridiculous, like a laughing stock. Copying the people around her dance, Annie turned her back to Jon once more and just pretended he's not there, dancing terribly and poorly. He must love seeing her make a fool out of herself. Annoyed and thinking of a million ways to make him pay when she could, Annie turned back around to see whether he's still watching her, to her shock, he was conversing with another woman who has taken her seat.

Why the nerve of that asshole, she thought to herself angrily. The woman who stole her seat, an exotic looking dark haired woman laughed as she exchanged words with Jon which Annie couldn't hear. Like a fiend, jealousy sprouted within her, awakened from its rest. She'll show him she can have fun too without him. Blazing hazel eyes focused on Jon, Annie continued to dance as she glared at him. If looks could kill, she would have killed him and the woman next to him a dozen times in a dozen different painful ways.

When Jon momentarily turned his gaze away from the woman next to him to look back at Annie, his jaw almost dropped down to the ground to his shock. There was Annie whom little while ago was moving about in the dance floor like a stiff robot now dancing like a hooker. She had taken off that darn button up shirt of hers, revealing the tight white singlet that hugged her torso faultlessly. She moved around, swaying her hips, even dry humping the air, her eyes closed as if she's enjoying the moment herself. Jon gulped, damn that woman. He turned to look back at the woman next to him, she was talking about something but he couldn't care less what it's about anymore for he was very much distracted. A part of him wanted to go to the dance floor and take Annie away, her sexy dancing should only be for his eyes to witness but at the same time, he doesn't want her to stop, the way she moved, swaying her hips and moving her hands around was arousing him. Would she move her ass like that too when he's banging her?

Stopping his carnal thoughts wasn't the voice of the woman next to him as she wondered out loud whether he's still listening, no, what brought him back to earth was the possessive nature within him that took over the moment he spotted a couple of studs approach Annie, his Annie. They surrounded her, dancing along with her and that made her cautious. Suddenly, she stopped dancing and said something to one of the studs, they laughed and shook their heads then, one of them did the unthinkable and slapped her ass. That ass was reserved only for him to slap, angrily, Jon thought as he got up from his seat.

'Excuse me!' shocked, Annie exclaimed as she hit the blonde man's hand away from her behind. She looked at him angrily and was about to tell him off for the second time when her hazel eyes widened upon seeing the familiar figure standing behind the stud.

'Try to touch her again and you'll go home tonight with a broken wrist and a broken face,' through the loud music that surrounded them, Annie could hear the venom in Jon's voice as he leaned over the blonde man's ear. 'Now piss off, she's mine,' grumbled Jon, as he shove the stud away from Annie. She watched, stunned as the two men leave without giving her a second glance, fear was obvious in their fleeing forms.

'Hey! I was enjoying myself while you're enjoying your skanky company over there, I can handle the situation perfectly well,' Annie began but Jon merely looked down at her with a smirk, his dimples flashed, making her knees weak.

'Annie, Annie, Annie,' whispered Jon, leaning over her ear as his arms snaked around her waist, his big, warm hands resting on her bottom, 'only I can do such things as this,' he continued, giving her ass a hard smack that got her squealing in surprise, 'are we clear?' voice soft and calm, he asked for her confirmation. Annie almost forgot what he was asking or talking about when they're so close that she's left hypnotised by his scent and the heat that radiated from him, slapping her ass didn't help either. 'Are we clear Annie?'

'Yes,' she groaned, shutting her eyes when he repeated his earlier actions, smacking her ass, harder. Wrapping his arm around her waist, Jon led her back to their seats from earlier, the woman who kept him occupied earlier has now left. Annie wanted to demand what he needed the company of another woman for but chose not to and reached for her drink instead.

Eventually, Jon's friends arrived and Annie almost instantly recognised them from the wrestling shows she'd witnessed thus far. She was introduced to Sami, a friendly man with dyed black hair who stood the shortest between the trio of men then she was introduced to Rob whom like Jon, was tall and athletically built however, he looked more tidier than Jon in appearance, his dark hair trimmed neatly and a friendly smile was always present on his face. She was introduced as Jon's girl, not girlfriend or friend but Jon's girl, Annie herself didn't know what that's supposed to mean.

'So I heard from Sami that he and Jon saw you perform,' Rob started, the friendly conversation between Annie and his friends allowed Jon to observe her in other people's company. She smiled upon hearing this and nodded her head in confirmation.

'That was just a one off,' shyly Annie chuckled as she looked down at the half finished glass of soda in her hand, her vision doubling. 'You see, Rob, I have a bucket list going and performing in front of a crowd was one of the things in my list,' she began and that sparked further interest for the eavesdropping Jon.

'A bucket list? Wow,' exclaimed Sami who's eyes momentarily flickered towards Jon's direction, aware that the blue eyed man was listening. 'So what have you done and haven't?'

'Oh I've done a few different things. I moved out of home to travel, that's like at the top of the list,' she began only to get up from her seat, somehow feeling sickly and unpleasant. Her surroundings began to spin as her vision blurred, Annie almost stumbled and fell flat on the ground if it wasn't for Jon's hands that caught her. 'I-I need to go t-,' she started but her sentence was left unfinished when she spewed up all over Jon's lap as she held onto him for support.

'Now that is nasty,' grumbled Rob from the background with Sami only nodding his head in silent agreement. Normally, if it's just any other girl he'd picked up from the bar, Jon would have dumped her right there and then but to both Rob and Sami's surprise, Annie was not like any other girl. With little care to the audience they attracted, Jon helped her sickly form up, his jeans covered in her puke. Recovering from their shock at Jon's behaviour, both Sami and Rob immediately came to his aid, clearing up the way for Jon as he carried Annie out of the place.

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