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he had ever met. I tried my hardest to look the other way He wasn’t mine and I was already taken, but something made me jealous and I couldn’t stop the feeling.
                  Justin stood from his chair, waving his hand high in the air as he tried to grab Davien’s attention. “C’mon, ass. We’re leaving.”
                  I watched as he stepped away from his crowd. He approached our table with a huge smile. “You coming home or going out tonight?” Scott asked Davien.
                  “Coming home.” He instantly answered “Avery’s comin’ over right, Natalia” He looked at me with question in his brows.  My eyes widened in surprise. I promised Natalia to have a girl’s night out at the bar. What the hell did I have to do with whether or not Davien came home that night? I was only supposed to be checking out The Pits again and returning home.
                  I stood from my chair as I held on to the table. “Uh not tonight. I can’t. I really need to get home.” I watched Natalia as I hoped for her to answer the same way. This was supposed to be another innocent night. I had not only danced with the most amazing man in the world, not only shared a very intimate moment with him as he brushed whispers of songs into my ear, he pulled me to the stage to sing a personal song that he intentionally directed to me. But now I was completely wasted and my knees were shaky. In fact Davien grabbed my waist at one moment,steadying me as I stood next to the table, waiting for Natalia's answer.
                  His touch against my body as he held me against him, caused me to question my thoughts. Davien's hand never left my body. Soothing me to calm my drunken moves, he caressed at my shoulder, then trailed his fingers down my back. Stopping at my lower back, he continued circling repeatedly as we listened to the rest of the group. His hand eventually dropped to my butt where he gripped to one cheek. At one moment as he traced my rear, his hand lowered enough to touch my very upper thigh. When he realized where he had gone, he quickly pulled up. Without intentions, his fingers caught at the hem of my dress and he fought to pull his hand from under my clothes. When I looked at his face, he made no expression for anyone to see, but I knew what he was doing. We both knew, even though I was tipsy. His hand guided my dress back in place.
                  “C’mon, Avery. You can’t say you’re not having fun.” She was right, she was always right I was having the time of my life. But I needed to get home.  I was sure Anthony had been calling me all night and I was already making my plans of what I would tell Anthony. I was sleeping when he called, maybe I had been taking a shower. He was probably worried to death over why I hadn't answered his calls and the last thing I needed was for him to lose more trust with me. From the way he treated me last weekend, I knew for sure he wouldn't buy many of my stories.
                  I pulled my phone from my purse and had no missed calls. Anthony was probably in bed at a hotel room and was believing me when I said I was staying home tonight.
                  “Just for awhile then Natalia will drive you home. We’ll have a few drinks and watch a movie. I haven’t been with Natalia all week.” Now Scott made me feel guilty. All she wanted was a little time with Scott and I had to tag along.
                  Davien placed his hand on my lower back before I had a chance to answer again. He led us through the few left over patrons. “Bye guys.” He yelled to the bartenders who each waved him off. “See you guys next weekend.”
                  He led us to the back lot of the bar and Scott and Natalia followed behind. “Oh Natalia parked over there.” I pointed to her silver Yukon.
                  “Yeah I know.” Davien answered. He