All Mine

Chapter Three

Driving means one of us has to be sober, and I don’t want that tonight and the way Monica is acting, neither does she. “Alright, Monica, let's Uber it!” I said. We headed outside, waiting for the Uber to arrive to take us to the nearest bar. We headed straight into the bar without having to line up at the door. Lining up at the bar, I looked over at Monica to ask her what she is drinking tonight. “Mon babe, what are you drinking tonight?” She smiled at me, before answering. “White Russian please,” she said.

She started looking around the place. I do my best to get the bartender’s attention. He smiled at me as I leaned forward so he could hear my order. “Hi, could I please have one white Russian and one dark and stormy please,” I asked. I give him my best customer service smile as he starts making our order. It didn’t take long for our drinks to be ready. I handed over the cash, telling him to keep the change, not much, but hey, tipping is odd for me. I danced to Lady Gaga’s new song “Stupid Love”. While Monica spotted a free booth, I followed her towards the back near the DJ’s box. We sat down for a few minutes as we took sips of our drinks. “Are you ready for some dancing, Dana? By the way, that man makes a good drink.” She nearly moaned in her drink.

I have no idea why she is acting like that, its alcohol tastes like it should. “Yes Monica, let’s get going!” I called out. We leave our purses at the table, which I find odd as we dance our way to the dance floor holding hands and our drinks. We start enjoying ourselves by dancing close to each other, just having sheer fun. Two songs in and we already had two guys dancing with us. Monica may be enjoying it, but I am not. I feel like I am his play toy and not in a good way at all. He keeps moving his hands up higher and pulling me into him. I keep pushing his hands off me or moving out of his way, but he’s not taking the hint at all.

Having enough of this man not listening to me, I snapped. “OK, listen here you little prick, hands off!” I snapped, glaring at him while I forced his hands off me again. He gives me this smile that he must think is sexy, “Come on sweet cheeks, we are only having some fun. No need to get all bitchy about it,” he said. I looked at him shocked. Did he really just go there? He tries to move in on me again like hell man NO means NO! I went to tell him off again, but someone already came in beside us. “I believe she already told you to leave her alone,” I know that sexy Scottish voice anywhere, is he following me now?

Dean is glaring at this man like he wants to kill him. I would never think seeing a man being this angry around me would be such a turn on. Normally, I would head the other way or do my best to fight my way out of it. Maybe because it’s not aimed at me. Is that the reason why I am OK with it? The stranger looks Dean over before answering. “Fine, the crazy b***h is all for you!” He yells, Dean grabs his arm, looking like he could snap the guy’s arm like a twig in seconds. Dean leans in closer, growling “DON’T YOU DARE CALL HER THAT! ARE YOU HEARING ME?!”

Wow, why is he so angry?

Why is he behaving like that?

I only just met the guy. The guy looks like he’s going to pee his pants, he responds to Dean so softly, but I could hear it as I was next to them. “Yes... Sorry, I won’t do it again.” He said. Dean let his arm go. I have never seen a man run off so fast from someone before who did not have a gun pointed at him. I turned around to see where Monica had gone off to. I shouldn’t have worried as she was too busy with the hot guy that was dancing with her. The hot guy that was dancing with her looked up at Dean, giving him a small smile before nodding his head at him.

Do they know each other?

The guy dancing with Monica is wearing skin-tight black jeans with silver chains hanging from his belt buckle that goes into the back pocket clearly attached is his wallet, he is wearing a tight-fitting black shirt with white sneakers, and he has black leather bracelets on and a watch, but he looks similar to Dean. “Hello, Big Brother.” He said, he gave him a big smile while holding onto Monica tightly, while Dean looked on with a smile that went to his eyes. “Jamie,” Dean said.

Just hearing his voice turns me on, he nods at his brother and smiles at Monica, but when his eyes land on me, which sends a shiver down my whole body. How can he do that to me just by looking at me? Dean is wearing tight-fitting dark blue jeans, with a tight-fitting dark gray shirt and a brown leather jacket with brown leather boots. “Lass, what on greens earth possessed you of wearing such little clothing?!” He asked.

Is he angry at me now?

Then I froze when I noticed what he had just said to me. Did he just tell me off like he was my father or brother?

I glared back up at him, making myself look as tall as I could. “Excuse me?!” I snapped. The hide of him has a damn smirk on his face, I bet he finds myself being angry and funny. Right, I show you how angry I can get, mister, no matter how f*****g hot he is, or I think he is! “Thank you for helping me back there, but not on this planet can you tell me what to bloody wear?!” I yelled, hands on my hips as I glared right back at his laughing eyes. “Are you hearing me, Dean McCarthy?!” I screamed, no more laughing from him as he glares right back at me, but there is something else in his eyes, a hint of amusement, or is it passion?

Jamie looked between us with amusement, “Well, seeing as you two have come to a crossroads, what drinks can I get you all?” Jamie asked Monica, smiling at him, “A white Russian please.” She said, Jamie looked over at me. I smiled at him. “Dark and stormy please, Hi, I’m Dana, by the way,” I said. I smiled as I put my hand out for a handshake, which he took trying not to laugh at me, but he still gave me a handshake. “Hi Dana, I’m Jamie McCarthy, this big i***t’s little brother,” Jamie said. He points at Dean while laughing Dean still didn’t look happy, actually he looked pissed off like he wanted to start a fight with his brother. “I am not an i***t!” He glares at Jamie while Jamie just laughs it off like it’s nothing, what is wrong with these two? “Calm down Dean,” Jamie said.

Dean took a deep breath in and then out before answering his brother. “Fine, my usual. Please,” Dean said, Jamie gave him a big smile, “Coming right up.” He smiled at us all before heading towards the bar, while the rest of us stood on the Dance floor looking odd at each other, Dean smiled at Monica, “Hi Monica, nice to see you again.” She gives him her friendly smile before answering him, “Hi, Dean.” Finding it weird just standing on the dance floor, so I started making my way towards our booth. I stood at the booth looking at it. I don’t know why I stopped, but Dean smiled at me, putting his arm out for me to take the seat.

“After you lass.” He said, hmmm, just the way he says lass is getting me all hot and bothered, but no Dana, this cannot happen. “I’m good thank you”, I smiled back up at him, before moving to go sit next to Monica, but she put her hands up stopping me.

“Sorry sweets, I want to sit next to Jamie, you understand, right?” She asked, she gave me that big fake smile of hers. I know she didn’t mean anything kind about what she just said. This must be for Dean’s sake. I looked sad at her. Wow, she chose d**k before me. What happened to our girl code and all?

Meanwhile, Dean looked like he could rip my throat out. I sat down next to him as far away from him as the booth would let me. I looked up to see Jamie now in front of us handing out our drinks with a big smile on his face like he hadn’t noticed the tension among us. “Your drinks ladies and Dean,” Jamie said, he sat down next to Monica. The way he looks at her is like they have known each other for a long time. We all say our thank you to him for getting our drinks. The pair of them started making out, which made me feel extremely uncomfortable as it was a hot as hell type of kissing. I hear Dean chuckling next to me as he takes a swig of his drink. I arched an eyebrow up at him. “Think they may need a room if they keep that up,” Dean said.