Julian had been listening to Tatum with the half attention he reserved for chicks talking about their dresses at dances, and wondering if it was too late to find Erica and hook up for the night. He jumped nearly half a mile when Tatum suddenly grabbed his shirt with that crazy look in her eye.
"What the fuck, let go of my shirt Tate" she grumbled, prising her hands away and shaking his head. He sipped at his drink and was suddenly overcome with desire. "I did notice you!" he suddenly yelled excitedly, spilling a little drink down her front and nearly dying. "Oh! I am so sorry, je suis desole!" Would she ever be able to forgive him for such a heinous act? "I would never do anything to hurt you" he said desperately, staring into her sparkling eyes. "I only want to protect you!"