"Sam, this is Bette Porter, the one responsible for my first art show."

"Pleasure to meet you," she said shaking Bette’s hand.

We sat on the couch opposite of Bette and her lady friend and we chatted. As Shane, Carmen and I were excitedly talking about graduation I held Sam’s hand, and she occasionally let her hand rest on my thigh.

"Yeah, I’m getting a B.S. in Music Business and I minored in music production. I’ll graduate in the fall," Sam said, and I squeezed her hand and looked at her lovingly. I could feel Bette’s eyes on me, they were burning a hole in my head.

"That’s great," Bette said a little coldly, "what do you plan on doing with your degree?"

"Well I already work at Rohan records, but I really want to open my own live music venue."

"Very ambitious," Bette said, "I wish you the best of luck."

I smiled to myself. My plan was working, she was visibly uncomfortable with Sam’s presence. With every hand hold, every embrace, every kiss, she winced, cleared her throat and sighed. I mentally congratualted myself on making her jealous. But what am I getting myself into? I excused myself and went to the bathroom while everyone was eating around the table on Kit’s back patio.

I washed my hands and smiled to myself. Where did this confidence come from? The gall? I knew what I wanted and I was going after her. Albiet in a deceitful way, but I usually get what I want. I smiled at myself and I opened the door and there she was standing. I gasped as I didn’t expect her to be there.

"How serious is this…thing…between you and that girl," she asked, bitterly.

"My relationship with Sam?"

"Yes."

"Not serious at all, in fact she’s just a friend doing me a favor," I said, and her face softened. A smile flashed across her lips.

"Oh really," she said stepping into the bathroom and closing the door. I stood there, speechless, I didn’t know what to do next. I wasn’t expecting this.

"Wow Miss. Kennard, I wasn’t expecting you to play. Well done."

"Thanks, I think," I said nervously.

"Come collect your prize."

I stood there for a second, I had no idea what she meant, what she was expecting. My breathing became short and my heart beat wildly. She stood there for a second and I had no idea what to do, then she stepped to me. Placing her left hand on the small of my back and she pulled me to her. Her smell was intoxicating. She placed her lips on my cheek and gave me the smallest kiss and I gasped. She ran her fingers through my hair with her right hand and pulled me to her. Then her lips made their way to mine.