By: Sarah Curtis

Alexis rolled her eyes. As a pickup line, it sucked. He could have at least tried to be a little more creative. She turned her head to look at him. He wasn't bad looking, a bit on the older side, late thirties maybe. He had light-brown hair, thinning at the top, and brown eyes. He wore a pair of dark jeans paired with a black blazer, and a white, button-down shirt. "No." She kept it short and sweet. Maybe he would take the hint and leave her alone.

Nope, he was Mr. Never Say Die. "You sure I can't buy you a drink? You look really thirsty."

"The lady said no."


 Alexis jumped, startled by the voice coming from so close behind her. She set her bottle of water down on the bar-top and turned. Standing before her was Jack. He wore a form fitting (obviously custom-tailored), black suit with a dark gray, almost black shirt unbuttoned at the throat and no tie. His hair was slicked back away from his clean-shaven face. She stared, her eyes devouring his features. He was even more stunning than she remembered, and she remembered being pretty stunned.

She looked into his eyes, but he was looking at the guy behind her.

"I don't see how this is any of your business," the guy (stupidly Alexis thought) behind her said.

Alexis watched Jack's jaw harden. "When a lady says no and some asshole doesn't take the hint, I make it my business."

"Did you just call me an asshole?"

Alexis had to stop this before things got out of hand. She placed her hand on Jack's chest to capture his attention.

He looked down at her. "It's okay. I can take care of myself." His eyes got hard and his jaw locked again. Once more, his eyes moved to the guy behind her.

"Whatever man, I'm leaving. No piece of ass, no mater how fine is worth this much trouble."

 Alexis turned her body toward the bar, but her head turned to watch the man walk off toward the dance floor.

"He's wrong you know."

Alexis turned her head back around. "About what?"

"You're definitely worth the trouble." His green eyes scanned her from head to toe then back up again. "You look beautiful tonight. I think I might need an updated picture."

Alexis sighed. "Look Jack, I appreciate you stepping in and taking care of that guy, but that still doesn't change that fact that I'm not interested in what your offering."

 Jack looked down at her with a grin. "Oh, I think you're very interested."

He was right (the arrogant ass), not that she was ever going to admit that to him.

Alexis was saved from replying when a tall, beautiful, curvy, blond in a tight gold dress, walked up, put her arm through Jack's, and curved her body around his. "Jack, honey, I was looking all over for you."

Jack tried to extract himself from her, but the quarters were too tight, and she was having none of it. He looked down at her and gave her a very unhappy, very annoyed-looking look. "Sabrina, I'm in the middle of something."

"With her?" Sabrina sneered. Once again, Alexis was given a head to toe scan, but by the look on Sabrina's face, this time she came up lacking. "Please tell me your joking."

"Sabrina," Jack half-spoke half-growled.

"No worries," Alexis said, grabbing her water from the bar and putting the cap back on it before picking up her bag, "we're done here." She looked once more at Jack. He tried to tell her something with his eyes. What? She didn't know, but she wasn't going to stick around to find out. She turned her back on them and started walking away.

"Wait!" she heard Jack call from behind her, but she didn't stop. "Alexis, I need to talk to you."

Yeah, like that was gonna happen. Not. What a jerk. Hitting on her while he already had a date for the evening. Although, she thought he didn't date. Maybe she was just his romp for the night. Still didn't make it right, hitting on her when he was out with someone else, even if they weren't an item. If Jack were hers for the evening, she would want his eyes only on her, not straying to any available female. Something she didn't think Jack was capable of. Alexis sighed, she was better off with Fantasy Jack. She had a feeling Real Jack would be a real disappointment.

 She took a swig of her water as she reached the edge of the dance floor. She looked over the sea of people, looking for Steph. She was ready to go home. Her eyes fell on the guy from the bar. He smiled at her but kept dancing. At least she didn't have to worry about him now.

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