She watched as Seth actually came out on the dance floor and made a bee line for her. It was as if he was parting the Red Sea, the way the guys cleared out a path for him. Gabby stared at Seth, her hands on her hips. She was pissed off at him, to say the least. Couldn't he take no for an answer? Why was he still coming after her, after she had not only told him no but blatantly flirted with other guys right in front of her? Why couldn't he just move on to the next girl?
She begrudgingly let Seth pull her and whisper in her ear. She smiled devilishly and was about to speak but then he was putting money in her dress like she was some sort of common prostitute. Gabby pulled back slightly and looked at Seth, deciding what to do with his sorry ass. She could at least have a bit of fun with him before she completely kicked him to the curb for the rest of the night, right?
Gabby stared at Seth and leaned in to kiss him with one hand on his cheek, but stopped just shy of his lips and grabbed the hundred that he had slipped under the strap of her dress. She neatly stuffed in in the front pocket of his jacket. Instead of giving him a piece of her mind, Gabby zapped Seth with the hand that was on his cheek and walked away, disappearing into the crowd yet again. It wasn't enough to seriously hurt him but it was enough electricity to hopefully get her point across. With the lights not on her, Gabby forced herself to stop making herself shimmer to make it even harder for Seth to find her in the mix of people.