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pouring, I started pushing my way through the crowd.
    I found Nelson staring up at the girls , arms crossed, a subtle smirk on his face, and I paused. Maybe he’d pick Alisha and not Sophia so I might have nothing to worry about. If I waited it out, I might not have to watch Sophia have some asshole take a body shot off her and make a fool out of myself when I pummeled him. I crossed my arms and stood ten feet behind Nelson, dreading the next few minutes.
    After each guy had their shots, the music stopped again and the D.J. said, “Okay, fellas. Thanks for your donations. Now for the big dog, Nelson Delet. And who will it be tonight, Mr. Delet? The audacious Alisha or the sensational Sophia?”
    Please pick the blac k-haired chick, I chanted in my head.
    Nelson’s gaze moved up and I knew exactly where it fell. Right on Sophia. Fuucckkk!
    “Sophia it is ,” The D’J. announced and whistles sounded from every direction. “Now she’s gotta dance to get herself warmed up for a body shot.” As if she hadn’t been up there shaking her ass long enough. “Let’s play her favorite song.” With that, Eddie Money’s, Take Me Home Tonight blared over the club and Sophia once again started moving as Alisha climbed down and grabbed a salt shaker and a lime.
    My fists were clenched so tight my nails dug into my palms. Brandon, get your shit together. You barely know this girl and you’re already acting like a fucking jealous bastard.
    “Oh my Go d, Brandon. I’m sorry, but the look on your face is hilarious!” Ryan said through his laughter.
    “You look like you’re going to kill somebody.” Jake laughed as well. Clearly they were both enjoying this way too much.
    “He’s not taking a fucking shot off of her ,” I spat out as I moved towards Nelson who was still staring at Sophia with his tongue practically hanging out of his mouth
    “Nelson.” I placed my hand on his shoulder breaking his focus on the woman I deemed as mine even though she wasn’t— yet .
    “Brandon Dalton.” He squinted at me as if he couldn’t understand why I was speaking to him and I have to admit, it was unusual. He turned his gaze back to Sophia. “What brings you here?” he snorted.
    “How much did you donate?” I ignore his question and get right to the point.
    “For the charity?” he asked confused, but keeping his eyes on Sophia who happened to look down and see me. She smirked, but continued dancing.
    “Yeah. How much?” I growled losing my mind at the thought of his tongue anywhere near her body.
    “Two hundred.” He shrugged.
    “Two hundred?” I gaffed. Rich damn college boys. I shook my head. “I’ll give you four hundred to let me take your place.” I offered and he turned to me, his lips curving in a knowing smile.
    “You’ve got a thing for sweet tits ?” His expression incredulous, as if he thought it ridiculous.
    “Don’t fucking call her that or talk about her tits ,” I growled.
    He immediately busted out laughing. “Holy shit, dude. Are you banging her?”
    “No. Not yet,” I answered th rough clenched teeth. This douche wad just called my girl ‘sweet tits.’ He’s lucky I didn’t knock his fucking teeth down his throat right there.
    “Four hundred,” I said again as my eye caught Sophia bending down to lay herself across the bar.
    “Holy shit , Brandon. Are you serious?” he asked in disbelief.
    “Yes ,” I spit out, my eyes fixated on Soph.
    “I don’t know , man. Those are some awesome tits.” He grazed his chin with his fingers while running his eyes over Sophia . I swear if he mentions her tits one more time I’m going to rip his balls off.
    “And I’ll write your chem paper due next week.” I would hate myself later for this, but at that point I would’ve sold my soul to the devil to keep him from her. If he didn’t take the money I offered and the paper, I was fucked. My parents kept me on a tight budget to keep me focused so I didn’t have much more to offer. My next