Mischa felt chills run up her spine from his as she felt his touch through her clothes. This felt awfully strange, though. He was her co-worker, her boss. Wasn't this totally against the rules? Perhaps she should just forget about it for once and enjoy the fact that Luka was totally into her.
Carter's eyebrows raised at this. "You worked at a bar? Well, that's not too surprising, actually!" After a moment, he leaned down and kissed Jackie, a bit longer than the previous night. It was actually quite easy for them to dance and kiss at the same time. Carter pulled away, the song beginning to end. He was out of breath.
Luka felt Mischa pulling away from her so he put his hands on her hips and pulled her back to him. He put his head next to hers to they were one again. Mischa looked up at him and he smiled back at her.
"I used to work in a bar back in college." Jackie shouted into his ear. They were almost fast slow dancing from the position they were in. Jackie put her hands on the back of Carter's head. They were almost cheek to cheek.
Mischa turned her back to Luka and moved closer, beginning to grind with him. It took her a moment before she realized what she was doing and pulled away a little bit. It might make Luka feel a little uncomfortable.
Carter was soon moving with Jackie, almost as if they were one person. He stared deeply down into her eyes with a smile. Eventually, they were closer than ever and doing the "Lambada" dance, or as some would say, the "Sex through your jeans" dance. Carter's hands moved to the back of Jackie's hips as he moved with her. "You're better than I ever thought!" he yelled over the music, "Where'd you learn to dance?"
Luka was mesmerized. He watched Mischa become a whole new person before his eyes. Watching her and listening to the music made him feel like his pulse was going to same beat. She came closer to him, and he started to move to the beat too, matching her move.
Jackie was in an eye lock with carter as she danced. She was grinning. Feeling warm and happy. To her side she could sense Mischa near by. The crowd around them was getting tighter. Carter and Jackie were inches from on another.
Once out on the dancefloor, Mischa had begun to totally loosen up. The beat of the music got her swaying her hips back and forth as she raised her hands above her head, dancing in front of Luka. She tried not to look at him for fear of embarrassing herself but still, they were growing awfully close together.
John hadn't really the slightest clue as to what he was doing. How did men dance at clubs, anyhow? He hadn't done it for such a long time... Eventually, he just tried to move his body with the beat and look like he knew what he was doing. He could only hope that Jackie would help him out in getting the hang of it.
"Yes." Luka nodded his head over to the bar counter when Carter looked at him. As the two approached the bar, the croud cleared and they got a full view of the two girls. Mischa was sitting on a barstool and Jackie was leaned up agaist the bar with her elbows on the counter. "Wow." was all Luka could say. They finally made their way across to them.
"There they are." Jackie said to Mischa. Mischa turned around to see Luka and Carter coming. As they meet, there was a long awkward silence between the group. "How about we go and dance." Jackie finally said. They all filed out onto the dance floor.
"Chill out, they'll be here in a little while. I told them we'd meet them inside." Jackie looked very excited, but really she was a little nervous as well. She hoped that going to a club was a good idea. 'Naw,' she thought, 'everything will be fine since there are going to be four of us.' "Hurry up inside, I'm freezing." Jackie was wearing a black pleated miniskirt with her black leather knee high boots. She had a black and white shirt on and a large belt hanging low on her waist. Inside was a rush of sound and strong scent of beer, vodka, and other alcohol. It was one big room. The center was a dance floor and in the front was a stage where dancers were dancing just out of reach from the guys in front of them. On the other three walls, there was one long bar counter stretching all the way across. On one side of the room there were a couple tables apart form the bar. "Just like old times." Jackie said.
"What the hell?!" Mischa yelped as she was putting on her hair up in a tight bun. It was rare that she ever let her hair down, especially in public.
"He kissed you last night and you're just now telling me this?!" She gave Jackie an accusing glare.
The two young women were walking together to the night club and bar that Jackie had told her about. Being more uptight than Jackie, and because Jackie was her friend, the sexiest clothes she found herself in were some tight hiphuggers, a red spaghetti strap with her black bra straps showing under it and knee high black boots. Normally, she wouldn't be caught dead wearing clothes like this anymore-- these were from her partying college days. Now she was trying to be more professional.
As they walked up to the club, the sound of the dance music pumping was getting her a little anxious. It reminded her that Luka was supposed to be there. Although they talked for a long time the night before, she still felt extremely nervous around him.
"All right, Jacks, where are they?" Mischa questioned as they entered the club, side by side.
The next day passed quickly and unusually quiet. Jackie had only had 2 new patients that day to add to her list of rounds as opposed to her usual 5 or 6. She was walking down the hallway, nearing the end of her list, as she remembered the night before. Carter had walked her home and they had said a shy good-bye, then he had kissed her. It was small, but it made Jackie feel like the luckiest girl on the planet. After checking the vitals and giving medicine to her last patient, Jackie headed for the staff room. Before she got there, she ran into Carter. "Hi" he said softly. "Hi. Do you think you want to go somewhere tonight?" Jackie said as she slid her hand down his arm. "Where?" "A little club that I know of. I was just off to invite a friend of mine, you can join us." "Okay." Jackie floated off to the staff room and inside she saw Mischa putting her coat away. "Thought we might go clubbing tonight." Jackie said enthusiastically. Mischa sighed. "Come on, it'll be great." Mischa still didn't say anything. "What if Luka came?" At this Mischa paused in zipping up her jacket, and looked at Jackie. "Yea, like he'd come clubbing." "…I'll be right back." "Huh?" But Jackie was already out the door.
Luka was sitting in the office near the lounge looking at the patient board. He had released two patients that day and it had also been less traumatic than usual. He pushed the board up and saw Jackie coming towards him. “Uh, Doctor Kovac?” “It’s Luka.” “Well, Mischa and I were planning on going out tonight and... she was wondering if you wanted to come along?” “Really? Well... there hasn’t been much going on today. I would like something to do to make me realize that it’s not still seven am in the morning. Sure, I’ll go.” “Alright! We’ll meet you there. I’ll put your name on the list with Carter’s; he knows how to get there so you might want to go with him. See you there!” Jackie yelled back as she headed back to Mischa. “Wait, Carter?!” Luka said, but Jackie didn’t hear.