His emerald green orbs watched her as she contemplated and fought with herself over the answer, she wanted to yet was terrified at the same time. He didn't want to dance with her, he just wanted her with him. â€œYou could sleep with me, or in my bed...I have shirts long enough that could fit youâ€ He said answering her thou she was rambling to herself.<span style="font-style: italic">â€Yessss!</span>He said to himself when she said she would, he nodded his head and tried to not smile as she said that she would stay with him.<br/><br/>His look of triumph was blown away as she told him that she didn't want special treatment for just being his girl and didn't want to cause any trouble. His face grew stern as he looked at her â€œI don't plan on giving you special treatment, or anything. But on nights you wish to stay with me you are more than welcomed to leave early with me. If anyone has any problem with you catching rides with me than they can bring it to me, and I'll set them straight.â€ He said than glanced around the room, he didn't find what he was looking for so he effortlessly picked her up and set her on the other side of him than got up and rounded his desk flicking the mouse in the process.<br/><br/>His face brightened up with the computer screen coming to life. He looked at the clock in the lower right hand  corner than with a sigh dragged his rough hands  down his wary face than looked at her and smiled, â€œYou know we have been chatting for some time, its already four thirty in the morning.â€ Tiredness now creeping into his voice.  With a turn of his heel he had his back to her and was facing out toward the diminishing people out on the dance floor of  his club.<br/><br/>â€œLooks as tho people are leaving, We can head out now. Alex and the other bouncers can close up like usual.â€He said turning to her and smiling, hiding his tiredness, than began gathering a few clipped stacks of papers into a brief case, and a few multicolored folders and stuck them in there as well. Once he had all his official club paperwork together he strolled over to her and offered her his hand to help her up and handed her his helmet. â€œDo we need to stop by the DJ-ing booth for your things?â€ He asked as he palmed the door knob of his office.