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my foot; he untied my shoe, and then slid it off. He opened the box and pulled out…
"Cowboy boots?"
He smiled. "It's downtown Nashville, what other shoes would I find to go with your kickin' outfit?"
They were black cowboy boots with red stitching in the shape of flowers. "These are actually pretty badass."
He grinned. "Glad you like them."
They matched my outfit perfectly. Ashton had great fashion sense, damn it. Ashton placed the boots on my feet for me. I paced back and forth, breaking them in a little.
"Them's dancing shoes, Gracie," Cameron said with his best country twang. "Let's head downstairs and dance on the bar."
Cameron, Ashton, Gavin and I left the rest of the guys to run downstairs to one of the country bars below. Cover was free for ladies and the guys got in free too because Ash knew the bouncer.
The music was blaring; it was a fast country song. A squeal flew from my lips as Ashton lifted me up to place me on the bar to dance. I swayed my hips, tapping my boots against the bar top. One of the bartenders got up to dance with me. She put her hands on my hips and swayed with me.
She was wearing a cowboy hat that she moved to my head and yelled in my ear, "Love your corset! And those boots are smokin’!"
She twirled me around then gave me a dip. I laughed as she winked at Ashton and pushed me backwards. I screamed as I fell off the bar into his arms. He looked down at me and smiled.
"Hey, beautiful."
I giggled as he set me on the floor.
The next song that came on was a slow one. I grabbed his wrist, pulling him against me. I had danced with Cameron like we were a couple before, so why couldn't I do that with Ash?
"Dance with me?"
He didn’t hesitate for a second. He slipped his hands around my waist, as mine went around his neck. Cameron and Gavin followed our lead. He secured me tighter in his arms as I laid my head against his firm chest. My body had the impression that this was more than just friends dancing.
It was beyond my control as to how aroused I was by being so close to him. He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to my cheek. His breath at my ear made a light whimper escape my lips.
With a questioning tone, he said, "Gracie?" I looked up into his eyes as he continued, "I think…" As he spoke, something caught our attention, distracting us both momentarily.
A man ambled over to Cameron. He placed his hand on his shoulder as he said something I couldn't make out. Cameron jerked his arm free of the man's hold. Gavin put his hand on his shoulder as if attempting to calm him. Cameron didn't get upset very easily.
I strolled over. "Is there a problem?"
The man replied, "I was asking these two to leave. This bar isn’t for that kind of thing."
Offended, I spouted, "What kind of thing? Dancing?"
The man gave me an odd look. "Miss, you can resume dancing with your boyfriend over there."
This angered me; I moved only inches from his face. "You didn’t seem to have a problem with your female bartender grinding up against me on the bar a few minutes ago."
He stepped back slightly. "Two women dancing together is considered sexy to our male customers. This," he pointed to Cameron and Gavin, "is not."
Ashton lifted me up and put me over his shoulder as the curse words started spewing from my mouth. Cameron and Gavin followed us out.
The bouncer stopped us. "Ash, man, leaving so soon? What's up with your girl?"
I was still so mad I was yelling obscenities.
"Your manager is a homophobe. You don't mind working for that, Bobby?"
Bobby, the bouncer, shrugged. "I got bills to pay. I don’t bring my boyfriend in here because of that guy. If you hear of someone hiring though , let me know, man."
Ashton shook his hand. "Definitely. We'll talk. I gotta get this girl home before she gets herself arrested."
Bobby nodded. "Good luck, she looks feisty."
Ashton replied, "You have no idea."
Once outside, Ashton set me down. I
"Cowboy boots?"
He smiled. "It's downtown Nashville, what other shoes would I find to go with your kickin' outfit?"
They were black cowboy boots with red stitching in the shape of flowers. "These are actually pretty badass."
He grinned. "Glad you like them."
They matched my outfit perfectly. Ashton had great fashion sense, damn it. Ashton placed the boots on my feet for me. I paced back and forth, breaking them in a little.
"Them's dancing shoes, Gracie," Cameron said with his best country twang. "Let's head downstairs and dance on the bar."
Cameron, Ashton, Gavin and I left the rest of the guys to run downstairs to one of the country bars below. Cover was free for ladies and the guys got in free too because Ash knew the bouncer.
The music was blaring; it was a fast country song. A squeal flew from my lips as Ashton lifted me up to place me on the bar to dance. I swayed my hips, tapping my boots against the bar top. One of the bartenders got up to dance with me. She put her hands on my hips and swayed with me.
She was wearing a cowboy hat that she moved to my head and yelled in my ear, "Love your corset! And those boots are smokin’!"
She twirled me around then gave me a dip. I laughed as she winked at Ashton and pushed me backwards. I screamed as I fell off the bar into his arms. He looked down at me and smiled.
"Hey, beautiful."
I giggled as he set me on the floor.
The next song that came on was a slow one. I grabbed his wrist, pulling him against me. I had danced with Cameron like we were a couple before, so why couldn't I do that with Ash?
"Dance with me?"
He didn’t hesitate for a second. He slipped his hands around my waist, as mine went around his neck. Cameron and Gavin followed our lead. He secured me tighter in his arms as I laid my head against his firm chest. My body had the impression that this was more than just friends dancing.
It was beyond my control as to how aroused I was by being so close to him. He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to my cheek. His breath at my ear made a light whimper escape my lips.
With a questioning tone, he said, "Gracie?" I looked up into his eyes as he continued, "I think…" As he spoke, something caught our attention, distracting us both momentarily.
A man ambled over to Cameron. He placed his hand on his shoulder as he said something I couldn't make out. Cameron jerked his arm free of the man's hold. Gavin put his hand on his shoulder as if attempting to calm him. Cameron didn't get upset very easily.
I strolled over. "Is there a problem?"
The man replied, "I was asking these two to leave. This bar isn’t for that kind of thing."
Offended, I spouted, "What kind of thing? Dancing?"
The man gave me an odd look. "Miss, you can resume dancing with your boyfriend over there."
This angered me; I moved only inches from his face. "You didn’t seem to have a problem with your female bartender grinding up against me on the bar a few minutes ago."
He stepped back slightly. "Two women dancing together is considered sexy to our male customers. This," he pointed to Cameron and Gavin, "is not."
Ashton lifted me up and put me over his shoulder as the curse words started spewing from my mouth. Cameron and Gavin followed us out.
The bouncer stopped us. "Ash, man, leaving so soon? What's up with your girl?"
I was still so mad I was yelling obscenities.
"Your manager is a homophobe. You don't mind working for that, Bobby?"
Bobby, the bouncer, shrugged. "I got bills to pay. I don’t bring my boyfriend in here because of that guy. If you hear of someone hiring though , let me know, man."
Ashton shook his hand. "Definitely. We'll talk. I gotta get this girl home before she gets herself arrested."
Bobby nodded. "Good luck, she looks feisty."
Ashton replied, "You have no idea."
Once outside, Ashton set me down. I
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