“Ok I’ll dance, but I’m not hooking up with anyone,” I replied, pushing her towards the door.

“Whatev’s. I’m thirsty lets get another drink, then we can go find the others.” She grabbed my hand as we walked out of the bathroom.

As soon as the door opened the music was crazy loud, it was dark, hot and really crowded. I was blindly being led along by Stacey, and finally, after two ass slaps and a suggestive comment, we made it through the crowd to the bar.

Stacey grinned wickedly at me before turning to the bar, “Hi, can I get four vodka shots?” she shouted to the barman, who was completely checking her out. Stacey was what you’d call a

‘stunner’. She had long natural blonde hair, blue eyes and legs that seemed to go on forever, she models part time and actually made good money from it too.

“You can get anything you want,” he replied grinning, she leant in suggestively and started flirting with him.

I turned away and started to look around the packed club, I wasn’t interested in listening to her exchange, she’d already dumped me three times tonight to make out with different guys. I didn’t mind though, she really was a great friend, and I wouldn’t change her for the world.

I felt a nudge on my arm and turned back to see her handing me two tall glasses instead of shot glasses. “What’s this? I thought you were getting shots,” I shouted over the banging music.

“They are shots. The very kind barman made them into doubles, free of charge,” she said, winking at me.

I chuckled and shook my head, “You’re dangerous.” I downed one of the glasses straight away. I felt it burn down my throat all the way down to my stomach, making me shudder and grimace.

“I hope that’s not your sex face,” a guy said in my ear. I looked up to see a guy of about 25ish, he was quite good looking I guess, if you like the older guy look.

“Well you won’t find out,” I said smirking and turning to grab Stacey’s hand to pull her away, but she was too busy chatting up the barman again. Damn it.

“My names Sam, you’ll be screaming it later.” He smirked and winked at me, as he put his hand on the small of my back leaning in. I could smell the alcohol on his breath.

Yuk, as if! “I don’t think so bud, but thanks for the offer,” I replied, shrugging and cringing away from his hand.

He laughed, “You’re feisty. What’s your name? I like a challenge.” He grinned at me wickedly, obviously not knowing how to take a hint.

“Look guy, I’m not interested, so just go find another girl to flirt with, ok?” I asked frowning.

He laughed and stepped closer to me making me step back from his closeness. “Don’t be like that, you’re in a bad mood, I could make you feel better,” he flirted, looking down at my chest. I looked around uncomfortably, for some sort of escape plan but Stacy was still leaning over the bar chatting to the barman animatedly.

Suddenly an arm went around my shoulder. “Hey babe, there you are. Sorry I’m late,” said a sexy voice.

I looked up and I swear my heart stopped, the guy was the sexiest thing I had ever seen in my life.

He was probably about 20, he had short brown hair, shaven all over into a buzz cut and dark brown eyes that sparkled mysteriously. He was absolutely gorgeous.

“Err, yeah no problem, you’re here now,” I said, playing along.

He turned to the guy smiling and holding out his hand. “Hey, I’m Jamie. You a friend of my girls?” he asked politely.

The other guy stepped back and shook his head, “Nah man, we were just talking. I’d better go find my friend,” he said quickly, nodding his head in the other direction and walking off.

The guy lifted his arm off of my shoulder, and I looked at him gratefully, “Thanks,” I said smiling at him, he smiled and I swear it was the sexiest smile in the world.

“No probs, you looked like you were having trouble getting rid,” he said easily. “I’m Jamie.” He bent down slightly to talk to me, I noticed he was tall, probably 6 foot 1 or something, much taller than my 5 foot 5 anyway. Even though I was wearing 3 inch heels, he still towered over me.

“Ellie,” I said trying unsuccessfully to pry my eyes away from his sex God face.

“What you drinking there, Ellie?” he asked, nodding at my drink.

“Err…..it’s vodka.” I frowned at it distastefully. He took hold of my hand and pulled me closer to the bar ordering two more vodka shots, I quickly downed the other double that Stacey had bought me, slipping the empty glass onto the bar.

Jamie turned back and passed me a shot glass, he raised his glass at me before downing the contents. I gulped and then did the same, I really didn’t want to drink anymore, I could feel myself starting to feel a bit weightless, which meant I’d drank more than enough to make my head pound in the morning.

I could see Stacey staring at me with wide eyes as she saw me with Jamie, she opened her mouth and fanned her face while mouthing the word ‘hot’.

I giggled and Jamie smiled leaning in, “What’s so funny?”

“My friend thinks you’re hot,” I blurted before I could stop myself. Oops!

He laughed, “Your friend thinks I’m hot? Shit, that means I just spent four bucks on the wrong girl,” he complained, faking annoyance. I laughed, genuinely laughed, which I haven’t done in a long time. “Wanna dance?” he asked, nodding towards the dance floor. Why not I loved this song, whatever the heck it was. It would give me an excuse to touch his sexy body.