"Only one way to find out..." Beth grinned, her words aimed at David but her eyes fixed on Brooke's face. Her smile grew hazier as her friend's hand brushed her cheek and she felt the warmth of her hand seeping through her clothing to the skin below. She was ever so pretty, beautiful really, and those lips just begged to be kissed.<br/><br/>That first kiss was so tentative it was barely a kiss at all. They paused, lips pressed gently against one another's, drawing a steadying breath before something seemed to tell them both that it was more than ok to continue.<br/><br/>Beth's hands rose to rest lightly on Brooke's waist at first, before one soon began to snake up her side to catch in her hair. Part of Beth wanted to look at the third party in the room, to see if he was enjoying the show that was slowly but surely picking up in it's energy, but she couldn't have stopped kissing her friend at that point if her life depended on it.<br/><br/>One of them sighed, Beth had genuinely no idea if it was her or Brooke. The booze and the thrill racing through her veins and making every brush of lips, every touch of tongues that much more intense.<br/><br/>"Fuck me," she murmured somewhere, it was meant as an exclamation but she couldn't help but notice how it sounded like an invitation. A plea almost. She smiled shyly as she pulled back enough to allow Brooke's face to come back into focus. Her hands remained where they were, her thumb absent mindedly stroking across Brooke's waist. She forced herself to look away from her slightly flushed friend to the man in the corner with the catlike grin.<br/><br/>"Still think we're all talk?" she teased flirtily, leaning back to steal one more long, lusty kiss from her friend. "I can think of far better things for our tongues to be doing than talking...can't you?"<br/><br/><div align="center">*    *    *</div><br/>The dancing was so much better than just talking, although the talking had been ever so much fun. Beth laughed as they moved against one another among the throng on the dance floor. Soon her and Brooke were matching each other's movements to a tee, hips swaying in sync. Then David was closer, Brooke's tug on his tie almost sent him crashing into her but he seemed to be less drunk then she and managed to stop before he sent them both tumbling to the floor. His hand was on her back, hers found his arm, her other reached out for Brooke.<br/><br/>The three of them laughing and dancing together under the pulsing lights. Her eyes flicked back and forth between the other two. Brooke was lost to the drink and the dancing and had they not bumped into David she would probably be ready to be poured into a taxi and taken home. David was watching them both, those sharp eyes taking in every curve on show before him.<br/><br/>For a moment she found herself pushing back against David, rubbing against him in time with the song, tipping her head back and inhaling that tempting scent again. Running her tongue over her lips she moved away enough to stop herself doing something that would probably just embarrass everyone. She didn't do flirting overly well, she usually left that to Brooke but there was something about their newest friend that made her want to risk trying.<br/><br/>She leant over to Brooke, raising her voice over the music to say she'd be back with drinks in a minute.<br/>"Don't do anything I wouldn't do," she added cheekily.<br/><br/>"Keep an eye on her for me," she brought her mouth close to David's ear to make sure he heard, her hand resting on his forearm to make sure she didn't wobble, that scent so much more noticeable when she was so close making her feel a little unsteady. "I'll be back with fresh supplies in a minute or two," She grinned before leaving the pair of them out on the floor, weaving among the other dancers and heading to the bar.<br/><br/><br/>