Dax glanced over at Bashir. Damn it she thought why isn't he watching me? Looking around she noticed a few men staring at her, she smiled and snuggled up to Worf taunting the other men. Worf sat silent as a statue as he normally did allowing Dax to play mind games with the other men. It was as if she was saying, I'm taken, eat your hearts out. She glanced back at Bashir but he didn't even glance her way. She picked up her flirting and fondling of Worf and shot little glance in Bashir's direction every few seconds to see if he was looking. She needed to feel his gaze wanting her but his body never getting her.