Wandas POV

She breaks the eye contact quickly and returns her attention to the task at hand.

I place the drinks down on the table letting the other girls grab a drink. Suddenly I don't really feel like drowning my thoughts.

Suddenly I just want her attention.

But she won't give it to me. Even as she passes by to bring the drinks to her table, she keeps her eyes focused on anything but me.

The laughter and gossiping continues around me, but I don't hear it.

What the actual fuck is wrong with me?

This girl clearly has no interest in me and yet I can't help but want to follow her around like a puppy.

Maybe that's it? I want the chase? Maybe being with Lexi would be too easy?

Maybe the mystery of blue eyes is driving me crazy, not the actual person.

Ugh, okay, maybe I do need that shot.

Except they're gone.

No real surprise there.

Good thing we have Happy picking us up in the limo later. We would not make it back home in one piece.

Pretty comical for a bunch of super heroes.

Whatever, I will just go get yet another drink.

I don't bother looking over to her table as I get up and walk to the bar; she hasn't looked at me since we first made eye contact. And something tells me that's exactly how she wants it.

Me watching. Her have a great time as I'm sat here miserable with my friends.

But why?

Can you tell me? I have had a couple of drinks. Or not enough. And it's been... a while since I've been with someone.

And something just tells me her hands can work a better magic than my own.

Damn it. Where is that drink?

I place my head in my hands as I wait.

"Care to explain why you're following me?"

The gruff in the voice shocks me, making me almost bump right into them.

I still can't speak around them. I'm frozen. Again. Nothing telling my brain or body to do anything.

"If this is going to be a game of yours.."

Something comes over me and I'm suddenly over being accused of shit I'm not doing, "actually you and your little posse didn't show up until well after my friends and I did. So I believe you're following me." I step closer to her, if that's possible, as I tell her this.

She lets out a small chuckle, "that's cute." Butterflies? Yup. Plenty of them. "You think you hold something over me? Like I need to see you?"

I mean, that would be ideal.

She laughs, "in your dreams. I'm here for a good time with my friends. Try not to ruin that."

She then reaches over for her drink and I realize mine must have been sitting there for a while. I didn't even notice she had ordered a drink.

"Thanks, Mike," she leaves a tip and winks before turning back around.

"Have a great night," she spits out.

I roll my eyes, completely over this, "what the hell is your problem? I haven't done anything to you!"

My sudden outburst gets her attention and she's gripping my arm and pulling me away from the main crowd of people in an instant.

I can only focus on the spark at the contact.

Once we're at what she must deem is a secluded enough place, "you are my problem. People like you. You and your little group of so called super heroes. You do what you want and want to be praised for the destruction you leave behind. Not every one wants to bow down to you. Not every one thinks you're our saviors."

"No one is asking you to bow to us." Although I would very much like to see her on her knees in front of me, "no one asked you to praise us. You're high on your own issues. I didn't do anything to you. We've only helped those around us. We've stood up to some pretty crazy shit for the sake of this world," I try to fight back. I don't know what I'm fighting for.

"That's really rich coming from you. You'd really think you would understand what it's like on the other side. Must be you forgot because the whole lot of you think you're better. That you deserve something because you have powers and you might have stopped a few bad guys. Yet you talk like you're doing us a favor."

This time she steps closer to me, and I lose all function in my body. Well, not all..

She sends a buzz through me that lights me on fire.

"Let me tell you something, princess," why did that make my knees so weak.. "there's bad guys all around you, everyday. Taking things from people that they can never get back. From people that can't stand up for themselves. So I'm not sorry. I'm not sorry for not giving a shit about how you only care to step in when it seems convenient for you. For when you'll get the best camera angles."

We are so close right now. The smell of her perfume is intoxicating me. The spark of desire in her eyes sobering me.

The desire..

Then I realize we've both just been standing here too close, for too long.

I don't even have words to fight what she has said.

I can barely remember what either of us has said.

None of that seems important or at all useful.

All I can do is watch her chest rise and fall like she's still in the battle, waiting for me to retaliate; building up the next round of fire to take me down with.

And I'm fired up, too. For some reason she's sparking an anger in me I didn't know I had. Or I'm feeding off of hers and escalating the situation.

All I know right now is that if it weren't for the large crowd of people just around this corner, I wouldn't hesitate to start ripping her clothes off.

We both need to cool down.

I don't know if she's feeling the same way, though.

"Nothing to even say to that? Can't defend yourself? Or is it all just true and you can't deny it?" She fires. I guess she didn't need me to retaliate after all.

"Actions speak louder than words. I think we've shown how well we can help this planet. We've shown we're the good guys. We don't need you to bow down to us in order for us to do our job," right, okay. "Although I'm sure you'd look so pretty on your knees for me."

And that just comes flying out of my mouth at the end.

I didn't know it was going to happen. Not that I wasn't thinking about it, that I wasn't picturing it.

But I didn't expect to say it.

And she didn't expect me to say it.

She actually moves back some, though I don't want her to.

It's clear I caught her off guard with that comment as even her eyes are searching mine now instead of dismantling my entire being.

I've never met anyone that gave away so much through their eyes; keeping everything right at the surface like that..

She must of made up her mind on how she felt about what I said.

There's an almost evil smirk that forms across her lips.

Lips I wish she would just crash into my own.

Then she's next to me, leaning down to my ear, "I'm sure you would like that, princess."

Yup, she must have noticed how that affected me earlier. I'm okay with it.

"But I assure you, it wouldn't be me on my knees begging for you," she's speaking lowly and with just enough of a growl that..

I let a moan slip.

My eyes widen from where they were closed before and her head snaps to mine, meeting my eyes.

And I see something entirely different in them now.

Her tight jaw and stiff demeanor are telling me she's ready to fight.

Her eyes.

Her eyes are asking me to push this a little farther. That maybe if I give in a little more, so will she.

And I'm not going to say no to that.

"If you want me to beg for it, you're going to have to work a little harder," I breath out.

I'm not sure where this is coming from but..

No, I do. It's her. I'm feeding off of her. She's giving me an energy that's making my entire body buzz with life.

"You might want to be careful what you ask for, princess," she's testing me, one more time. But this time she drawls out the princess and I'm in.

As if I wasn't before.

But I don't stop my forward motions.

I almost lunge for her, my hands reaching up and bringing her head to mine, crashing our lips together.

I have a brief fear she's about to push me away. That I was all wrong.

But she kisses back. Almost hungrier than me.

Her hands start roaming my body and I am begging for every inch of her.

I need her. More than a fire needs oxygen to thrive.

She pulls back, this time asking something deeper.

I nod my head, words lost to me.

And then that smirk is back.

"I know a place."

I grab her hand and lead her away from the bar, away from the superhero I am and where we were enemies.

She takes me to a place where I forget my name.