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strong hands behind me. They crept to my hips, moving and grinding behind me. I kept swaying, inviting the stranger to dance with me.
“I couldn’t help myself. You just looked so gorgeous dancing all by yourself over here.” His voice was husky, low. His breath was hot against my neck, sending a shiver down to my toes.
I smiled to myself since he couldn’t see me. I responded with inching my body closer to his, feeling his chest to my back. He was built from what I could tell. His chest hard and his arms toned. They engulfed me, pressing against my body in a securing gesture.
We danced to the music, one hand moved to my arm, rubbing up and down in an affectionate manner. It was oddly comforting; his movements were sweet but secure.
“What’s your name?” He dipped his head down, pressing his lips against the flesh of my ear. My body tingled with how close his mouth was. His entire body was cemented to mine, and I had yet to see his face.
“Mac,” I answered, turning my head slightly so he could hear me. “What’s yours?”
He spun me around, his hands securely gripping my upper arms. My eyes opened wide to see him, but the lights were dim and the dancing of colored lights moved in a quick rhythm. I could partially see him—his jawline and his mouth. His eyes were hooded, not giving me a good view of them. His hair was short on the sides and longer on top, but I couldn’t see what color. Everything was dark.
“Alex,” he finally responded. His lips turned up into a handsome grin, giving me a full view of his perfectly straight teeth. I didn’t know what to say, so I just stared at him, letting the alcohol swim in my veins. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mac.”
One hand continued to grip my arm while the other strolled down to my hip. He squeezed gently, waking me up from my trance.
“It’s nice to meet you, too, Alex.” I smiled, feeling like we were the only two people in the entire club. The music silenced, the other dancers faded, and soon, my vision only zoomed in on this enticing stranger.
“Can I buy you a drink?” He leaned in again, close to my ear. It was so deep, soothing almost, as the silk of his voice vibrated against the warmth of my skin. Butterflies consumed my stomach at the way my body was responding to him. It was innocent really, but the way his lips lingered was a sure sign it wouldn’t stay that way.
“Sure,” I answered anyway. My body felt hypnotized. I was stunned by the effect this stranger was stirring in me.
His hand ran down my arm until it reached mine and he linked our fingers together as he guided us to the bar. I nervously looked around for my friends, wondering if they were still at the same table we had been at earlier.
“What’s your poison?” he asked playfully, leaning one arm on top of the bar. I stood in front of him, getting a much better visual of his face. His jawline was firm and strong, but it didn’t match the rest of him. He had one of those soft baby faces, the ones that look like they never age. His eyes were brown from what I could now see and his hair was a dark shade of brown. He was every girl’s wet fantasy, but he couldn’t be mine.
“I’ll take a Cranberry Vodka.”
“A girl who can drink her liquor…” His lips curved up in one of the sexiest smirks I’d ever seen. His lips were thin but delicious looking. “I like that.”
“I’m sure you do.” I smirked, enjoying the attention he was giving me. He could easily have a dozen other girls in this club, so I didn’t know why he was wasting time talking to me.
“Actually…” He inched his head down lower, almost whispering. “I don’t really go out much. I just flew back to New York. I was actually supposed to meet a friend and apparently, they blew me off.”
That surprised me. He looked like a guy who went out every weekend, at least.
“Is that what you tell all the girls?” I mocked.
He laughed, lightly brushing his hand through his hair. He grabbed
“I couldn’t help myself. You just looked so gorgeous dancing all by yourself over here.” His voice was husky, low. His breath was hot against my neck, sending a shiver down to my toes.
I smiled to myself since he couldn’t see me. I responded with inching my body closer to his, feeling his chest to my back. He was built from what I could tell. His chest hard and his arms toned. They engulfed me, pressing against my body in a securing gesture.
We danced to the music, one hand moved to my arm, rubbing up and down in an affectionate manner. It was oddly comforting; his movements were sweet but secure.
“What’s your name?” He dipped his head down, pressing his lips against the flesh of my ear. My body tingled with how close his mouth was. His entire body was cemented to mine, and I had yet to see his face.
“Mac,” I answered, turning my head slightly so he could hear me. “What’s yours?”
He spun me around, his hands securely gripping my upper arms. My eyes opened wide to see him, but the lights were dim and the dancing of colored lights moved in a quick rhythm. I could partially see him—his jawline and his mouth. His eyes were hooded, not giving me a good view of them. His hair was short on the sides and longer on top, but I couldn’t see what color. Everything was dark.
“Alex,” he finally responded. His lips turned up into a handsome grin, giving me a full view of his perfectly straight teeth. I didn’t know what to say, so I just stared at him, letting the alcohol swim in my veins. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mac.”
One hand continued to grip my arm while the other strolled down to my hip. He squeezed gently, waking me up from my trance.
“It’s nice to meet you, too, Alex.” I smiled, feeling like we were the only two people in the entire club. The music silenced, the other dancers faded, and soon, my vision only zoomed in on this enticing stranger.
“Can I buy you a drink?” He leaned in again, close to my ear. It was so deep, soothing almost, as the silk of his voice vibrated against the warmth of my skin. Butterflies consumed my stomach at the way my body was responding to him. It was innocent really, but the way his lips lingered was a sure sign it wouldn’t stay that way.
“Sure,” I answered anyway. My body felt hypnotized. I was stunned by the effect this stranger was stirring in me.
His hand ran down my arm until it reached mine and he linked our fingers together as he guided us to the bar. I nervously looked around for my friends, wondering if they were still at the same table we had been at earlier.
“What’s your poison?” he asked playfully, leaning one arm on top of the bar. I stood in front of him, getting a much better visual of his face. His jawline was firm and strong, but it didn’t match the rest of him. He had one of those soft baby faces, the ones that look like they never age. His eyes were brown from what I could now see and his hair was a dark shade of brown. He was every girl’s wet fantasy, but he couldn’t be mine.
“I’ll take a Cranberry Vodka.”
“A girl who can drink her liquor…” His lips curved up in one of the sexiest smirks I’d ever seen. His lips were thin but delicious looking. “I like that.”
“I’m sure you do.” I smirked, enjoying the attention he was giving me. He could easily have a dozen other girls in this club, so I didn’t know why he was wasting time talking to me.
“Actually…” He inched his head down lower, almost whispering. “I don’t really go out much. I just flew back to New York. I was actually supposed to meet a friend and apparently, they blew me off.”
That surprised me. He looked like a guy who went out every weekend, at least.
“Is that what you tell all the girls?” I mocked.
He laughed, lightly brushing his hand through his hair. He grabbed
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