<div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: JasmineUPC;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Rhiannon.Jinnifer.Middleton</strong><br/>....just call me Jinni....</span> </span><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: eurostile;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong> Location: P3 bar<br/>Tagged: Wyatt, everyone near</strong></span></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://img4.imageshack.us/img4/3270/jinni2.jpg)</div><br/>After a few moments of wiping her dress clean and drying it under the hand dryer in the bathroom she was glad she wore black that night. Though part of her wished she'd had some kind of quick and easy magically solution for fixing her dress the practical side of her had to go and do it the old fashioned way. She took one last look at herself in the mirror, fixing her hair and make up before finding her way back out. Jinni realized she had a few too many drinks as her walking was not the most graceful but at least she wasn't stumbling and swerving. The alcohol had only loosened her hips and her lips for that matter.<br/><br/>As she moved toward the bar area her fingers smoothed over her dress and she walked right for Wyatt. Angel's words replaying in her mind. Go for it. That nagging voice in her head doing the same. She could think of little else but the urgings of her thoughts and her own emotions. Not really watching who was around or what could happen. She walked directly up behind him. Her long slender fingers pulled him around to face her where, without a word, she pressed her lips against him. Her body moved in close as she slid her hands around the sides of the older male's cheeks through the back of his hair. Her eyes closed and her lips parted as she pulled him in close and then slowly, very slowly, moved back from him. Her breath caught in her throat as she exhaled slowly and then stared up at him, not speaking a word.<br/><br/>It was done. She did it. She could do nothing about it now.<br/><br/><em>Just wait. Hope PJ doesn't smite you. Hope the Halliwell girls don't hunt you down. </em>