Emily bit her lip as the little boy wrapped his small legs around her waist, her arms wrapping around his back so he wouldn't fall from her grasp. "Well I would love to thank you for this dance, Mr. Jack. I think you've taught me well."

Young Jack looked up to the brunette woman who held him. "Ok! You can thanks me!"

Emily let out a laugh, hugging the young boy to her chest. "Alright I guess I could. Thank you very much, Jack. I appreciate everything you've taught me tonight."

The blond wiggled in the older woman's arm, making her set him down to the ground. He tugged on Emily's hand until she was down at his level, and he gave a quick kiss to her cheek. "Love you!"

The older woman's eyes widened as she looked at the boy before her, a smile spreading over her features as her fingers threaded themselves through Jack's blond hair. "I love you too, sweetheart." She looked up when she felt a tap on her shoulder, smiling up to the man she found staring down at her. "Hey Jack."

Jack helped his friend to his feet, keeping a hand on her arm as he looked down to the little boy before him. "Hi there Jack. Do you think I could steal your date away for a while?"

Young Jack gave a quick nod before running off to find his father.

Emily looked to her friend with a smile, letting him take her hand in his. "You know how to dance?"

"Oh hon, I wrote the book on dancing," he winked. "I know how to move my feet better than anyone back in Ireland. Probably even America."

Emily let out a snort, feeling his free hand splay itself across her back as she was pulled against his hard chest. "Well lets just see if you can put that to the test."

Jack smiled to the brunette before him, feeling the swell of her chest against his as they started to move. He gave a grin when he heard Emily laugh into his neck, helping her pick up the pace as they moved their feet. "You're doin' good, Em!"

Emily let out a giggle, letting the younger boy dip her before being spun back up into his arms. "Wow Jack, you are pretty good."

"Told ya' lil' missy."

The brunette bit her lip to keep from laughing, her ears perking up as the band started to play a slower song. Her eyes flickered to the younger boy's face, feeling his hands move hers to cup themselves around his neck. "Jack..."

Jack shook his head, his hands clasping at the small of his friend's back as he looked into her dark eyes with his. "Don't try to find a way out of this, Emily. We're just dancing to a couple nice songs, as friends. Right?" He leaned closer so his cheek leaned beside hers, his lips resting just by her ear as he felt her shiver against him. "Just friends."

Emily felt herself giving a nod in return to the blonde's words, feeling his arms tighten around her small waist as the started to slowly spin around with the other couples on the dance floor.

They weren't dancing two minutes when Emily looked up from her friend's shoulder, her eyes narrowing slightly when she saw her boyfriend sitting and talking with Jack's girl Rose. She watched with an aching heart as the redhead got the older man to smile her way, her soul practically crying when she watched the little boy who belonged to the man of her dreams give the other woman a kiss on the cheek.

Jack's hold stiffened when he felt the older girl go practically rigid in his grasp, looking into her eyes with his brows furrowed. "Em?"

Emily quickly shook her head, her eyes stinging as she pulled out of her friend's grasp. "No." She made her way across the floor hearing her friend's pace coming up behind her before she bent down to scoop up the little blond boy. "Come on baby, we're leaving."

Aaron stood from his seat, a frown on his face as he looked to his girlfriend. "Emily, what's the matter?"

The brunette glared over towards the older man. "Its late, Aaron. I think we should get going."

Rose looked up to the brunette that stood before her. "Do you have to go? We were having so much fun."

Emily held her tears back as she scowled down to the redhead who sat not s foot away from her. "I think we've all had enough 'fun' for one night, don't you think Rose? If you don't mind, I'll be stealing these two from you and bringing them back upstairs." She arched an eyebrow as she watched the woman stand from her chair. "That is if its alright with you, Mrs. Dawson."

Rose let out a small laugh, shaking her head as the older Jack made his way beside her. "We're not betrothed, Emily."

Emily moved from her spot until her face was just an inch from the other woman's, their hot breath mixing together as she opened her mouth. "He's not yours, and neither is Aaron. Aaron and his son belong to me, Rose. Don't think for a second that he's going to go to you when he is already with me."

"Emily?"

The brunette shook her head. "You won't take them from me, so don't even try."

Aaron looked to the upset woman before laying a hand to her back, inching her away from the confused redhead who stood before her. "Lets go, Emily."