YOU REALLY GOT A HOLD ON ME

chapter.six

Chapter Six

Later on that night, at the bar

"Dude, check it out. Someone's trying to pick up Terri."

"Terri? Someone's trying to pick up Tenacious Terri?" Beca nearly slopped her drink.

Bill was grinning down at her from across the bar, his eyes twinkling. Oh man, who was it trying to pick up Tenacious Terri? That girl was bat shit crazy. Most regulars knew to steer well clear from that basket case. Must be a new guy from out of town. Beca was about to turn to take a look at the unlucky guy when Bill shushed her, "Don't look!" He was also trying not to laugh. "It's your friend. The one who likes Appletinis."

Beca's jaw dropped. Very casually, she glanced over shoulder like she was checking the dance floor and she saw it. Jesse Swanson pulling out the stops. Smiling, laughing, eye crinkling at the blonde bombshell in a short skirt.

She nearly laughed out loud. Clearly the boy did not know what he was getting into.

"Should I go save him?" Beca said to Bill.

Bill looked thoughtful for a minute and shook his head, "Naaaaah. He's been on a pull lately that one."

Beca frowned a little.

"Really?"

"Yeah. Different girl every week."

That dick.

He had a girlfriend, for goodness sake.

"Gotta give it to him. He was not exactly begging." Bill said.

Beca nodded, taking another swig from her beer. Yeah, he didn't have to beg. He's not too bad on the eyes. Sweet smile, sweet dimples. He even looked kinda sexy with that stubble in the morning. Knew how to kiss. Definitely knew how to kiss. And from what she felt that time, she wouldn't mind checking out that body closer. Let's not even talk about the dick. The dick was nice. More than nice, in fact.

Whoa. Where was she going with this?

Beca shook herself out of her thoughts. No matter how hot he was, he was still a dick. And perhaps he needed to learn things the hard way. Like trying the pick up the worst basketcase tri-state.

Beca chewed her bottom lip, thinking. Could she let him? Well, yeah, he's all cocky and dishonest and cheating on his girlfriend but this was Terri, for goodness sake? And who was she to judge about him sleeping around? She, Beca Mitchell herself, had been indiscriminately hopping in and out strangers' beds lately.

Another glance at them and she saw the blonde leaning into him, giggling and nipping his earlobe and he looked like the cat that got the canary. He said something to the girl before making his way to the bar. What Jesse didn't see was the completely loopy look Terri threw at his back. A look Beca knew too well.

Ok, she had to at least warn him.

Beca waited until he had placed his order before sidling up to him.

"Hey."

Jesse turned round and smiled down at her. "Oh hey, Beca."

"How's it going?" Beca said, trying to think how should she approach this.

"Good." Jesse replied. "How 'bout you?"

"Fine. Everything's fine."

"Mmm. Ok."

"Ok."

They stood in silence for a minute, running out of things to say. The bartender came over with Jesse's drinks and he was about to leave when Beca blurted out, "We should get coffee sometime!"