Lance took me by the hand and led me up the stairs to the section of the club set aside for the VIP lounge. He got me a drink, and we sat together on one of the plush couches off in a private corner.

"You'll have to forgive me if I'm a little bit shy..." I told him, sipping delicately at my Malibu and Coke, "I'm kinda new to all this..."

He smiled knowingly, and lay his hand on my knee.

"These places do have a tendancy to be a little overwhelming." He said, that precious accent thick and beautiful, "Just walk around like you're the shit, and you'll get by just fine."

I laughed, suddenly very at ease in his presence.

We talked for a while, but not about his career as one might think. Lance truly seemed to be interested in MY life. He had the most wonderful way of carrying himself...using his hands to emphasize some of the points he was making. I watched him closely...

After we had talked for awhile, and both of us had consumed our share of alcohol, Lance turned to me with a sly smile on his handsome face.

"Would you mind at all if I kissed you right now?" He asked, making my heart leap up into my throat and my hands grip at the couch cushion all at the same time.

I couldn't speak...All that came out was a small squeak. So I nodded my head, and Lance leaned into me slowly.

His lips tasted sweet...a combination of the alcohol, and what was just naturally him. He parted my lips with the tip of his tongue, and leaned me back into the couch with what could almost be mistaken as force.

My hands found his hair, and I pulled him in closer to me, urging the kiss to grow deeper. His tongue swirled around the inside of my mouth, and he placed one hand on my breast, squeezing slightly.

I sighed, and arched my back toward his hand.

He broke the kiss, and looked into my eyes...those stunning green pools staring straight into me.

"Would you like to go somewhere a little more..." He looked around the VIP lounge, and then back at me, "Private?"

YES! YES! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, YES! "Um, sure..." I said as nonchalantly as I possibly could.

He stood up and reached out for my hand, I took it, and he led me back down the stairs toward the front door of the club.

"So..." Joey said, leaning in as close to Lex as he could get. His lips brushing against her ear as he spoke, "Wanna go back to your place?"

She laughed and looked him square in the eye, "You cut straight to the point, don't you?"

He nodded, "Gotta get what you want while the gettin's good." He said, looking her up and down and licking his lips.

"I'm here with my friends." She said, darting her eyes around the room for Paige and I.

"Well, I just saw one of your friends take off out the front door with Lance..." He said, "The other one can fend for herself, can't she?"

Lex thought for a moment, but then the prospect of getting with Joey Fatone became too much to bear...

"Yeah...I'm sure she can!" She said with a suggestive smirk, "Let me go tell her I'm leaving."

She scanned the room, and found Paige dancing with JC in a semi-dark corner...They were all over each other.

"Paige!" Lex called over the music, pulling her out of JC's ear-shot, "I'm takin' off, girl!"

Paige looked confused, "You're what?"

"I'm taking Joe back to my place..." She grinned, "For some hot cocoa."

Paige nodded, "Hot cocoa and sex, right?"

They both laughed.

"You gonna be able to get home okay?" Lex asked her.

Paige nodded, and looked back over her shoulder at JC.

"I should..." She said with a grin, "Things are going well, I must say!"

"For Liz, too!" Lex said, "She already left with Lance!"

"Whoa!" Paige cried, "Looks like all three of us are gonna get some tonight!"

"Well, I am if I don't get back to Joe before he finds someone else to leave with!" Lex laughed, "I love ya girl, I'm outta here!"

"You ready?" Joey asked her, taking her hand and pulling her toward the door.

"Do I have a choice?" Lex laughed, following him.

"Nope. But I promise I'll make it worth your time." He said, holding open the front door for her.