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with.”
    “Look, I don’t care who else you grind on in here, but I didn’t save her ass last week just so you can have your way with it.”
    “You don’t know her, so she’s fair game. You’ re not going to fuckin’ tell me I can’t dance with her.”
    Brett glared at Dylan.
    “Actually, I do know her. I’m working at her home every day. Leave her the hell alone, or we’re going to have problems tonight.”
    “Come on , Cody, I don’t know when Brett became such a bitch,” Dylan said as they turned to walk away.
    “Bro , that was not cool. What the hell’s up with you?” Matt asked.
    “ If last weekend is any indication, she’ll probably get trashed, and we all know Dylan has no qualms about taking drunk girls home to fuck.”
    “You’re probably right, but why do you suddenly care?” Austin asked.
    “I already said why, so drop it.”
    “Damn, look at that chick,” Matt said, pointing.
    Brett noticed she was a pretty brunette. “I don’t see a dude with her, so you better go for it.”
    “I’ m making my move.”
    Austin patted Matt on the shoulder. “Good luck, she’s one of the best looking ones in here.”
    About an hour later, Brett noticed Dylan and Cody dancing with some other girls when a slow song came on. He usually didn’t drink much but had lost count of his beers trying to numb the feelings he was having for Hannah. The next thing he knew, she and Chelsea were walking toward them.
    Austin saw them coming and chuckled.

Chapter Eight
     
    Brett was caught off guard when Hannah threw her arms around his neck to hug him. He reluctantly hugged her back.
    “Hi, Brett,” she said in his ear.
    Dammit, why does she have to smell so good, like strawberries?
    “Hi, Hannah. It appears you didn’t learn your lesson last weekend.”
    “I already have a father. I don’t need another one. Are you stalking me now?”
    “Don’t flatter yourself,” Brett said icy before he turned his back to her. He didn’t like her attitude. He recalled her being mature and kind when sober and decided she had no business drinking.
    She pulled on his arm.
    “I’m sorry. Please look at me.” Brett turned around and noticed her eyes were a shade of bluish green. He recalled them looking different each time he saw her.
    “I shouldn’t have said that. I came to ask you to dance.”
    Whoa, I didn’t see that coming.
    “T hanks, but I don’t think so.”
    “What’s wrong ? Am I not good enough for you, or should I say old enough? I saw you talking to that older woman.”
    “ I work for your family, Hannah. I don’t think it’s a good idea. I also don’t want to see my picture in a magazine.”
    Hannah placed her hands on her hips. “The damn paparazzi aren’t following me around. Just forget it. I see which category you fall into.”
    “What does that mean?”
    “There are me n who want to get close to me because of who my mother is, or they want nothing to do with me because of it. Like I said, I see which one you fall into.” Hannah turned and walked away.
    “Hey, shortcake,” Brett yelled.
    Hannah stopped and turned around.
    “So, are you telling me you’ d rather me fall into the other category?”
    S he stomped back to him.
    “ You know what I meant. I just wanted to dance with you. I didn’t ask for this other shit.”
    Brett heard a new slow song come on right then. He hoped it was the alcohol making his decision and not something more when he slamm ed his bottle down on the table and grabbed Hannah’s hand.
    He pulled her behind him to the dance floor. Her anger turned him on, so he wanted an excuse to put his hands on her. Grabbing hold of her waist, he pulled her in close before wrapping his arms around her. She put her arms around his neck and gazed up at him.
    “I’ve never seen this before,” Austin said.
    “Seen what?” Chelsea asked.
    “Brett ... he doesn’t socialize with younger women. Period. He’s only dated older women. He doesn’t dance,