AJ sat quietly, stunned at the spectacle he'd just witnessed. Sarah ... soft, quiet, *Howie's* Sarah ... Who'd've thought? He counted to fifty, waiting for the inevitable remorse to set in, then he counted again. Where the fuck was the remorse? The tears? The cries of *ohmygod what've I done*? No, he was forced to sit here and watch as she wrapped her arms around Kevin and kissed him. What the hell was she doing, thanking him for a nice evening? He smirked, thinking how prom-date it all sounded, except that the two in question were stark naked, leaking bodily fluids all over her boyfriend's club ...
"AJ?" Sarah's voice called him back, startled him into attention.
"Yeah ..." he mumbled, shaking off his thoughts. "What?"
"What're you thinking? You look awfully serious."
"Don't go there. And *you* look -- never mind how you look." He shifted uncomfortably.
Sarah laughed softly. "Don't pout AJ, it's unbecoming. Besides, you're just pissed because Kevin got me first."
First? Did she just say *first*? Holy shit ...
Kevin laughed as well, slipping from her body as he did. "Priceless. You know, I don't think I've ever seen AJ speechless." He kissed her nose chastely. "Seriously, are you sure you're ok?" He looked at her intently, searching for any sign of distress or regret.
"I'm more than ok. And so were you." Sarah smacked him on the ass and pushed him off of her. She watched him move to his pile of clothes and bend over to pick up his pants. She sighed at the sight.
"Pretty, isn't he?" AJ grinned.
"Bite me AJ," she tossed back.
"Yeah? Where?" This was getting interesting.
"I can think of several very interesting places... maybe you should just start and then I'll tell you if you find them all."
"Damn, Sarah ..."
"What, you can dish it out but you can't take it?" She met the challenge in his eyes with one of her own.
"I can take it, can *you*?" he countered.
"God, AJ, just drop your pants and get on with it," Kevin said, zipping up his jeans.
"Kevin!" they both said at once, shocked.
Kevin snorted, retreating behind the bar for a drink.
"Well?" Sarah asked.
"You heard the man," AJ answered, reaching for his belt buckle.
"C'mere," she said, crooking a finger in his direction.