Isa frowned looking at the boy. "Huh? Why?"

"It smells nice!" Jacob inhaled the fragrance emerging from his hands. "It is fruity! Ummm...Strawberry kind of fragrance! Hmmm! I wonder how it tastes!!!" 

Isa blushed looking at the boy who was carefully studying the imprint of her lips.

He pouted his lips and was about to go much closer to palm when Isa slapped his arm again. "I know, this is the revenge of teasing you!" 

"Now who chickened out!! Peck peck?" Jacob grinned at the girl.

"Shut up and we are going!" Isa smirked at the boy. She held the boy's wrist, pulling him to move towards the exit.

Jacob grinned looking at his stained palm again and followed the girl, out of the bar.

Isa staggered in between the crowd of the club, holding Jacob's hand. She was constantly and clumsily brus.h.i.+ng against people, not able to handle the effect of acohol. The general section of the club was full of people, dancing to the latest tunes.

 Jacob saw the girl getting brushed against random boys, twice and his blood boiled instantly. He quickly jerked back Isa's hand, making her halt. She turned to look backwards at the boy, with questioning eyes.

Jacob once again jerked the girl's hand with his strong hand, this time with much more force. The girl was instantly pulled backwards and he wrapped his strong arms around her back and neck, covering her.

Her frontal body was lightly touching his chest and he looked at the crowded area in seriousness. "Walk with me!" He looked in the girl's already surprised eyes.

He calmed down a little after looking in her eyes and smiled at her. Isa smiled back at the boy and nodded in a 'yes.'

Jacob's strong arms and hands were covering her back almost completely, while they both squeezed again and again from in between the dancing people.

Jacob made sure that Isa is no longer brushed with anybody even slightly, in the process he often pulled her much closer to him. Isa smiled at the protective boy, and was no longer even bothered to look at people ahead. Jacob's was skillfully guiding both of them, through the crowd.

Suddenly, Jacob noticed Isa looking at him and smiled. "What are you looking at girl? The boy came closer to her face, speaking in her ear, while clutching her tightly.

"You are a strong chicken!" Isa again patted his large biceps, grinning at him.