Chapter 3.

Kiesha is working late again, and Kiefer was out somewhere till late. So I took out my cellphone and texted some kid I met at that party. He texted back about some big amazing club everyone's supposed to be at, So I started to get ready.

I took a shower and straightened my brown long hair. I put on my short tight black strapless dress with a pair of black high heels. After I put on my make up, I grabbed my cell and my fake I.d. I got in the cab that was waiting outside, Appreciating the fact that Blake wasn't in sight.

On the way Kiefer texted me saying he wasn't going to be home until 3 and to not wait up, and I responded with a dont worry I wasn't planning to.

The cab pulled out to the club and I could see the line of people wrapped around the block. After I paid the driver, I walked up to the bouncer and gave him some excuse about how my friend is already inside and she has all my things. After looking me down, and me giving him my innocent smile without asking to see my I.d he lifted up the red velvet rope to allow me entrance.

As I walked inside, I could hear the shouts of anger from the people waiting on line.

The club was packed, music blasting, and colorful lights flashing around.

I made my way to the sea of sweating grinding body's to get to the bar.

Once I was there ignoring all the people waiting for their drinks, I leaned over the bar and called out the bartender.

"Hey, you." I said pointing to the cute guy with dark black hair, bright blue eyes, and pale skin.

"How may I help you?" He said with a smile.

"Rum and coke please." 

"Is there any point in asking you for an I.d, which I'm sure would be fake." He said with his eyebrows rose and the smile still on his face.

"Not really, but listen I think you and me should become friends." I said as I waved my finger between him and me.

"It never hurts to have a bartender as a friend." I continued as cute as possible. 

He chuckled.

"Well if you're going to use me cause I'm a bartender, what do I get out of this friendship"

"Being my friend is very beneficial, it gets you places."

"Oh really, we have a deal then. I'm trent." He said and then shook my hand.

"Samantha." I replied

"Well let me go get you your drink miss." he said as the 2 other bartenders started to stare with annoyance.

As I sat on the stool by the bar waiting for my drink, I could hear someone took the seat beside me.

"Well look who came out to play." Blake said from beside me.

"Just can't get enough of me can you?" I replied turning towards him.

"You wish." He said, as Trent came back handing me my drink and gave him the $5 for the drink.

"Pen?" I asked Trent, and then he grabbed one from behind his ear and hand it to me. I grabbed the napkin from the bar, and wrote my cellphone number to it.

"Call me, friend" I said handing over the napkin to Trent with a smile. Then got up taking my drink, moving through the crowd away from Blake.

"Hold on" I heard Blake say from behind me, then I could feel his grip on my arm.

"Yes?" I said as I turned around to face him. We were dancing to the sea of sweaty dancing people, the only two of us who weren't dancing.

"What was that about?" He said gesturing towards the bar.

"Jealous?" I asked, while then taking a sip from my drink.

"You have to care to be jealous" He responded, looking into my eyes making my heart beats faster, causing the nervousness to come up.

"Wanna dance?" He asked.

"Why so you can make me fall inlove with you and your amazing dance moves?" I said in a very sarcastic way.

"Worth a shot." He said and then grabbed my hand pulling me towards the center of the dance floor deeper into the sea of people.

One of my few talents is dancing, not professional. But I was half spanish so rhythm moved through me easily. My favorite spanish song was coming on too, yes it was like an upbeat remix of danza kuduro but there was there basic beat.

So I let out a big grin, grabbed his hands and pulled him closer to me.

"Let's go, pretty boy" I said, then giving my drink to some person in the crowd that took it gradly.

I moved my shoulders along to the beat, and then my stomach and my hips followed soon after that. Blake looked at me with lust filled his eyes as his hands held on tightly to my hips, and I turned around so my back side facing his front. I moved my body lightly against his. With his hands still holding onto my hips, his hips following every move my hips made. I then turned back to him, he push his one leg between mine hiking my dress up a bit, and we moved our bodies at the same rate in the same motion.

We were nose to nose, chest to chest, looking into each others eyes, that when I dipped back slowly, and I could feel his hand underneath my back supporting me. As I was dipped back I could see him looking down my neck to my chest. With his free hand he traced an invisible line down the side of my neck across my shoulder down to my chest where the fabric of my dress was. As he pushed me back up from my dip, nose to nose I could see him panting, both of us out of breath. After a song changed we stayed in that position, he was looking straight at me looking like he was going to kiss me, but I shouldn't let that happen cause if I did I might actually have feelings for him.

When I pulled away from Blake, I still stood closed by him. We both didn't say anything not like we could hear each othe over the loud techno music that was blasting.

When I looked around the club I could see a side profile that I knew too well, it was Kiefer.

I immediately started to panic, beacuse if he saw me I would be dead. I completely ignored what he said about staying away from Blake and now I'm at a club when I'm supposed to be at home.

My eyes opened wide and I could see the confused expression on Blake's face. Without explaining I gestured him to follow me outside.

When we outside the club I started to catch my breath, Kiefer looked at me with questioning eyes.

"Kiefer, my cousin is in there. He doesn't know that I'm here or hanging out with you. " I replied 

"Ah, I see. Need a ride home?" He asked

"Are you sure you don't wanna bring some pretty blonde home tonight?" I asked with sarcasm.

"Jealous?" He asked

"You have to care to be jealous" I said responding the same way he said before.

"Well I'll take you home, but I have my bike." He said

I dropped my jaw, and my eyes went wide being that I never went on a motorbike before and especially not with some careless bad boy.

"Scared?" He asked with an amused expression after seeing my own expression.

"No, I just don't want to get you all hot and bothered with me pressed against you while driving and make you crash" I said, Blake laughed.

"Don't worry you won't, here put this on." He said as he handed me over a black helmet.

"What about you?" I asked.

"Worried?" He asked.

"No, I just don't want your blood on my hands or anything"

"Sure." He said with chuckle.

After he got on the bike, I tried to figure out how I was going to keep my dress down.

"My dress is going to came up." I said,

"That things so tight it's not going anywhere." He said after he glanced back to look at my dress, and took another long look down on my legs.

As I put my leg over the bike, before I sat I held my dress down with my hands and then sat making sure my dress was tightly secured under me.

I put on the helmet and wrapped my arms tightly around his stomach. I could feel his beautifully sculpted abs beneath his shirt.

As he started his bike I held on tighter and rested my head on his back. When we started to go I realized that this was an amazing feeling. The wind hitting you as you drove through the streets, the vibration of the engine that moved through my body, and the heat that was agaisnt my legs.

When he stopped in front of his house, I was kind of disappointed that the ride was over.

When Blake put his two feet on the ground turned off the engine, and put the kick stand down that's when I got off taking Blake's hand for help, and then taking off the helmet and handing it back to him.

"So that was fun." I said, breaking the silence.

"Yeah babe, spend more nights with me and you'll always have fun." He said with a smirk,

"I was talking about the bike ride." I said with a smile.

He then was leaning agaisnt his fence with his arms crossed just staring at me.

I look at him with a questioning look.

"I don't understand why I can't figure you out Samantha." He said puzzled.

"I don't understand why you have to figure me out."

"It's just easier that way"

"What's easier?" I asked confused.

"Getting you into my bed and making you fall in love." He said with a serious face. I barked out in laughter.

"So let me get this straight you want to figure me out, so you can sleep with me and make me fall in love with you?" I asked.

"Yes."

"And then after you're going to make me feel like you accomplished a goal and then go on your merry way?"

"Yes."

" Wow, you are a jerk, not that I expected the less, but that would never happen in a million years, but even saying it makes me want to punch you."

"It's a challenge for me; Any girl would consider themselves lucky if they were in your position."

"Oh well, not that I'm not charmed to be classified as your challenge or anything but I don't deal with bad boy players. Oh, and I don't know what I can do to convince you I'm not any girl."

"Who said I am a bad boy?" He asked with a smirk.

"It's pretty obvious."

"Let me guess, it was your popular quarterback cousin?" He said, sounding more angry than playful. I stayed silent, and then he laughed.

"He must of said to stay away from me and that I'm dangerous, and your thinking you can change me like some sapply love movie." He said, as his voice now filled with anger.

"Now, why would I want to change you? I find the whole mysterious bad boy thing pretty hot." I said seriously looking into his eyes.

"Oh really?" He said surprised.

"Yeah totally. What I'm not into is the whole challenge bs though. I like to think that you want me cause you like me a little or you think I'm hard to get."

"I do think you're hot, which is a part of this challenge. You're so hot that I would sleep with you right now, but that doesn't mean you'll love me."

"Again any girl would have punched you in the face 5 minutes ago, but not me. Because I know that you're stupid and this is impossible, I bet I can make you fall in love with me without even sleeping with me first." I said.

For a moment I could see a bit of hurt in his eyes, and then it was soon blinked away.

I walked over to my house without saying another word. I got ready and went to sleep leaving the window and the curtains shut that night.