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table. I follow Bryn.

 
    Chapter Four
     
     
     
    JAX
     
    Shit, I’m drunk.
    The lighting in this place doesn’t help – the pink, violets and blues spin around as the strobes flash across the crowds, illuminating people like we’re in some psychedelic kids TV programme. Bright. Blinding. Nauseating.
    Sofia gyrates against me and I hold her ass as much to steady myself as put my hands on her. Not like I’d have to be sneaky about it, she’s all over me anyway with her hands on my backside too, lips against my neck. Her mouth keeps heading towards mine; but until I can orientate myself and find somewhere quiet, she’ll have to wait.
    The DJ playing tonight works the Euro club circuits. I’ve heard of him, but I don’t often come to clubs like this. Will and Nate happily hold court in the centre of the dance floor, girls around. If fun is on the agenda, they’ll be there, whatever the music. I’m more specific about genres. I’d rather spend a sweaty night with a poorly tuned rock band than a full night of clubbing. Still, free flowing booze and girls, I’m not complaining.
    Tegan likes the music and ambience, enthusiastically dancing with a group she’s befriended. Tegan’s on the edge, but under scrutiny; a couple of the group are guys and I keep an eye on whether either of them touch her. Amused, I watch as Tegan skillfully dodges any attempt by the taller guy who’s intent on taking hold of her hands. Where the hell is Bryn? Surely, I’m not the only one he wants keeping away from his sister?
    As the lights play across her body, I’m distracted by the movement of her ass in the clinging dress, and the way the material moves up her thighs as she dances. I have a girl with me who I’m positive would do anything I asked, but all I want is my hands on Tegan. Why the fuck does she have to be out of bounds?
    “Jax…” Sofia licks my neck and as her teeth close around my earlobe, I’m pulled away from Tegan daydreams.
    I slide my hand down into Sofia’s, and indicate I’m leaving the dance floor and tug her back to the table.
    “Not here,” she whispers. “Come.” Sofia pulls me in the direction of a quieter spot. “So we can talk.”
    We both know talking isn’t on the agenda.
     
     
    TEGAN
     
    Why did Bryn come tonight? He said he hates this kind of music and always has. Liam’s displeasure was clear as the pair of them skulked off to the quiet tables near the bar. Was this all to supervise me?
    Escaping his unwanted scrutiny, I chat to a group of people, friends and colleagues from a local ad agency. We soon switch from swapping stories to dancing; the music too loud for conversation. Unlike the student nights at my local clubs, there’s no immediate hitting on each other, just the enjoyment of the music and atmosphere. This is refreshing after my last few nights out in London where every guy I met started the will-she-won’t-she bullshit and ruined the evening. I never understood the idea that a successful night out includes picking someone up; the time should be fun with friends.
    I position myself away from the Ruby Riot guys as I dance with the group, and keep my back to Jax and his hook up. I tell one of the guys, Tomas, that I’m taking a break from dancing, and he gives me the thumbs up. I head off the dance floor. Jax is no longer around.
    Pulling my damp hair from my neck and twisting it into a high ponytail, I locate the bathrooms. The queue stretches back further than I’d like and as I only want to cool down, I decide to check out the balcony area outside. The club overlooks the river and despite the late January cool, I love the idea of the night time view across Lisbon.
    Giggling alerts me as I head along the darker hallway to the stairs, and in the shadows, a guy rests against the wall, hands beneath the dress of the girl pressed against him. Right, maybe not so different to the clubs back home. Averting my eyes, I continue, but when the giggling is followed by the girl