Tonight was one of those nights that people dreamed of. Everything was just right, the energy was high the crowd was wild, people were fighting to get backstage to see the band so Jazz had to shoulder her way through the crowd, her short mini shirt hugging her round hips, as she held her laptop bag close to her body. She felt several suggestive tugs on her arm but ignored them all until she was close to the door and one rather persistent guy yank her arm almost making her bag fall.  This got her attention. She glared at him her hazel brown eyes catching the light.<br/><br/>“Release my arm!” she whispered not liking to draw attention but also unhappy about men just grouping and grabbing her.<br/><br/>“Why are you in such a hurry babe stay out here and enjoy the party”<br/>But before she could say anything else she felt a over powering presence behind her and smile.. as the security guard placed his hand on the guy’s wrist squeezing it until the guy got the message.<br/><br/>“Thanks “ she said with a smile that lite her golden eyes, he was a sweetheart<br/><br/>as she step into the room her good mood was instantly restored. This was a night to party to dance to enjoy ; she wouldn’t think about her job, she would just enjoy the ride.  As she sat on the cough she saw Naveah roll her eyes and hid a smile. Everyone knew that she wanted Boss and tonight Jazz might allow her to have him..<br/>"Your performance was .. ok.. " She teased Boss<br/><br/>Then she saw Vance walk in and all smiles faded<br/>