Tabby had been excited to be invited tonight, mostly because it meant Sapphire had forgiven her for whatever their last fight was. All she remembered was a slap and a drink to the face, nothing new for them. Time healed all superficial wounds; they could always get over their stuff. She had already hit on Jesse more than once, but if she was honest, he wasn't fully her type. Totally gorgeous, he was too nice and always looking for a relationship.
So she had moved onto the dance floor, letting everyone look at her. They deserved a spectacle, and that's exactly what Tabby was.
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If Sam Watts was staying out of trouble tonight then he'd have to do backflips and somersaults to stay out of Tabby Dryden's way. Because if there was one thing that Sam knew a mile off, it was a dangerous woman. Being here tonight was already a game of chance, you know? So far, so good but it could still turn. He sipped his drink before realising he'd been caught staring at her (him and everyone else, mind you). Sam raised his hand up to wave at her across the room, mouthing, "Hey."


















