An Old Summer Hit Gets New Life

I am posting a quick excerpt- actually half written yesterday, and half written today. I mainly wanted to post it because I am really proud of how I incorporated the song Summer Girls, by LFO. I really wanted the song in the background to be Summertime, but it hadn't been released yet at the time this scene takes place (2004), soI had to pick something else and this song is a gem. If you haven't seen the video, you should check it out. It's worth it. I could create a hyperlink but am in a rush right now, so please YouTube it asap. Please note from my photo and this is evident in the video, one of the members of LFO looks like a vampire.
Anyway, here it is...

“Don’t you take this away from me, Sean, don’t you dare.”
“Do you think any of these people give a damn about you?”
“I just met them! You won’t even give me a chance to build a life here, you have taken everyone away from me, leaving me with nothing. You ruin everything, you take everything. The worst part is that you don’t have to, I love you, and I have given you everything! Is it ever going to be enough?”
As she spoke these words, her voice was thick with emotion, she felt sick with love and hate both. The party around them had stilled, the music still playing, Summer Girls by LFO, that one-hit wonder of 1999, had just come on, and its jaunty tone was jarring against the drama unfolding for everyone to see.
“Maggie, I am the person who loves you. Me. No one is ever going to love you more than I do. Come with me.” His tone had softened, and was almost pleading, his eyes searching her face, struggling for understanding, wanting to see something different there. Maggie felt a tug at her heart, she wanted to hug him, kiss him, do anything to take the sadness from his eyes and the pleading note from his voice. But she couldn’t. Not this time. If she didn’t find a way to stand, she was going to lose everything. She would dissolve, cease to exist except in his incarnation of her.
“No.” There was no wavering in her voice as she spoke this word. It was strong, firm, and fell with a thud. Sean nodded, and turned to leave, then suddenly turned back, focussing his glare on Brett.
“If you fucking touch her, I’ll kill you,” he said. Brett didn’t know what to say, just lifted his hands, palms out, in a gesture of peace. Thank goodness he didn’t flash the peace sign. It might have sent Sean over the edge, and it also would have been really lame. Sean looked at Maggie.
“I’ll be seeing you,” he said. It sounded like a threat. And with that parting shot, he left the party. Maggie, for her part, was grateful he hadn’t punched anyone or anything. Everyone heard his motorcycle revving up front, the machine growling with the anguish of Sean’s soul. It sounded angry. And it sounded out of place at a poolside barbecue, where LFO sang so sweetly of lost summer love, and of girls wearing Abercrombie and Fitch.