Louis watched as Joy's red lips curled around the breathing tip and slowly inhaled the sweet vapor. He felt his pants tighten slightly at the sight and had to adjust his position on the couch so she wouldn't notice. He really didn't want the night to end so soon by scaring her off with a pop up boner.

They continued smoking the shisha as the dj spun strong dance beats, filling the club with pounding music. Soon the sound changed to a familiar beat. The thumping of Justin Timberlake's Sexy Back started pumping through the speakers. Louis slumped in his seat at the annoying pop beat.

"I love this song!" Joy gasped as she jumped up. "Come on!"

Louis looked back at her with a horrified expression.

"Uh, that would be a no, sweetheart." He crossed his arms over his chest and settled himself further into the couch, kicking his feet up on the edge of the low table.

"And you say I'm dull and boring." She arched a brow, challenging him as she turned and made her way to the dance floor.

Louis watched as she wedged herself between the other bodies packed on the multicolored fluorescent floor. She had shed her coat earlier, leaving her in a purple jewel tone knee length dress that hugged her like a second skin, putting her curves on full display as her body moved easily to the beat. And before he knew it, he was on his feet, closing the distance between them. A smile played on her lips as she saw him approaching.

"I thought you were too cool to dance." She shouted over the blaring music.

He grabbed her hand and twirled her around, then grabbing her hips he pulled her back against his front. Leaning in, he put his mouth to her ear and spoke just loud enough to be heard.

"Just this once, I think I'll make an exception. But don't get used to it."

They began to sway to the beat, Louis kept his hands on her hips. He wanted so badly to move them lower to the bottom of her dress and see how far he could sneak up, but he had a feeling Joy wasn't the kind of girl who enjoyed frisky behavior in the middle of a crowded dance floor. However, he began to question these thoughts when she raised her hands up behind her, resting them on his neck as she lowered herself in a very sexy wiggle. Her hips swayed from side to side as she slid down against the length of his body, her perfectly round ass grazing over his growing problem, then slowly rose back up again. He wondered if she noticed. Louis swallowed hard. When she rose, he spun her around so she was facing him. Her hands braced herself from the sudden change of position by grabbing hold of his biceps. He leaned in to speak lowly by her ear once more.

"I'm glad you're having fun, but if I were you I would refrain on pulling moves like that again, unless you're wanting me to fuck you in the bathroom of this club."

She gaped at him, but there was a flash of something else that crossed her features. Intrigue? Before he could read her further, she collected herself and took a small step back, putting space between them.

"You really haven't changed a bit, have you? And what makes you think I'd even let you fuck me?" She countered, challenging him. "In a bathroom of all places?"

It was Louis's turn to gape at her. He tried to recall ever hearing her swear in the past. He couldn't think of a single moment where he'd witnessed any type of foul language emit from her sweet mouth. He found it extremely entertaining and enjoyed the way the curse sounded slipping from her lips. He hoped there was more to this new version of Joy.

"Oh you'd let me. You'd enjoy it too." He pulled her closer again so they were pressed against each other. "I'd make sure of it."

.

Joy stared back at Louis, trying not to crumble under his devilish gaze. She'd be lying to herself if she said the thought of him taking her in some dirty club bathroom didn't have her at least a little curious, and maybe even a bit turned on. But just because she admitted it to herself, didn't mean she was going to give in to him. At least not yet, and not here.

"Calm yourself tiger." She gently pushed him away with her hands on his chest. His chest was firm, she could feel the lean muscle beneath his shirt. She did her best to ignore the ache inside that was urging her to pull him back against her. "I thought we were friends catching up."

"We were never friends." He said, shaking his head, there was a hint of sadness in his eyes that confused her. "Come on, the night is young and I know just what you need."

Louis grabbed her hand and quickly lead her off the dance floor.

Her coat was securely in place around her as he lead her back up the dark stairs and out of the club.

A/N: I know this one was a little short, but I wanted to post something. Where do you think Louis is taking her next?

DCMurphy