What, you jealous?

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"We only met each other just the other day, but you already got me feeling some type of way. Now, if I could figure it out, I'd take you back to my house, so we could meddle about."


BILL'S POV

I brushed past Blake dancing on my way to see Gemma. Her tight dress was riding up on her tan skin. For second we made contact. It felt like she was dancing on me.

Wow I liked that.

I get to where Gemma is so I could be there for when she turns 20 at midnight. She starts dancing on me and I grab her hips. She brings her head back so her neck rests on my shoulder, her and I were both facing the same direction...perfect sight of Blake.

Gemma continues to dance on me as my hands graze her petit body. I notice Blake watching us from the corner of her eye. We share quick glances at each other but we didn't make it obvious. As she continues to watch us every so often, I start kissing down on Gemma's neck, keeping my eyes on Blake. My hands travel Gemmas body up until my right hand finds her neck. I tilt her head to the side opening her neck up more. I can hear her groan as I continue to leave love bites behind. 

I remove my lips from Gemma's neck and bring my head up to find Blake, her eyes were now fully on mine, I can feel her burning holes into me as she continues to dance with Blythe. 

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"5...4...3...2...1 HAPPY BIRTHDAY GEMMA!" The whole party says in unison. Gemma jumps in excitement. She turns to me and kisses me hard. She releases and looks me in the eyes.

"Happy Birthday, baby." I say to her as I hug her. She smiles then gets bombarded by all of her friends coming up to her. 

Blake suddenly walks away from Blythe and leaves the dance floor. I can see her running to the bathroom. I start to get frustrated and try and go and find her. Gemma was getting so much attention she didn't notice I left.

BLAKE'S POV

I run to go to the bathroom, I started to feel sick to my stomach. It was the alcohol mixed with nerves. I just needed to walk away from everything...especially after what I just watched. 

I stand outside of the bathrooms in a hallway. I didn't actually need the bathroom, I just wanted some alone time. No one was around me, everyone was dancing on the dance floor celebrating Gemma. I was really lucky. That was all until a cute, tall, blonde man approached me. He had features that reminded me of Brady, but this guy was a lot cuter.

"Are you in line for the bathroom." He says looking down at me. I lift my head up to respond, I open my mouth then I get cut off.

"Blake...Raegan?" He says. "Wow, you're even more attractive off the stage. I'm Mike, Mike Leel. I'm one of Gemma's co-stars." 

"Oh hi, yes Mike I know you from The Limit! I loved that show. And uh no I wasn't in line, I just got overheated and needed some time to cool off." I say nodding at him. 

We continue to talk for a bit, he was very touchy and very drunk. Even for how hot he was, I just wasn't with it. I keep talking but not trying to flirt with him. He wasn't getting the signs though. I just kept laughing at whatever he was saying to try and be nice, but I just wanted him to leave me alone. His hand kept grazing my waist. I was so uncomfortable but didn't know what to do.

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