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Taking the chopsticks, I snap the in e and after some brief chatter, they launch into a Grateful Dead tune Bucky takes a bite of his tuna sandwich and sain, and I ets here

The dark red sashiy and fresh, and I’ a slice of California roll to my mouth when my eyes land on Jackson My chopsticks flip and I drop the piece right in my lap

“Shit!” I scoop it out of h onto the crotch of my white shorts

Another glance, and I see he’s glaring atnext to André

“Would you like to dance?” Bucky shouts across the table

He holds out a hand, and I’ainst Stinky Bucky On the other hand, I don’t want Jackson thinking I’ for hiht and kiss my lips off

“Sure,” I say slowly

Bucky’s eyes light and he stands, waiting for me besidethem down and away frohter, holding our hands straight down and swaying side to side

“You’re not a very good dancer, are you?” he asks

“My h it’s probably true I’ve never asked her

We stand in front of each other on the dance floor, surrounded by couples clutched up and writhing, with our hands straight down doing the sway My brain is slightly fuzzy fro froht beside us

“I’ Bucky by the shoulder

“That’s not hoorks here!” my date protests

It doesn’t matter Jackson wraps an arm possessively around ainst his hard chest, and my entire body floods with heat

One strong arht around my waist The other holds ainstin my veins