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taking in the sight of the sexy woman in the tight, short black dress shaking it out in front of him. Nell did get looks from men wherever she went, making Sean feel good being with her.
But that night he didn’t feel as good about it as he usually did. Nell was coming on to him, and he wasn’t in the mood. Which was odd for Sean; he was always in the mood. As Nell kicked and shifted her hips, a conduit for the rock beat, she bumped into Sean seductively more than once. He tried to get lost in the song, and shut off the images of Adrianna that haunted his mind.
Sweating and breathing hard, Nell took his hand and led him back to the table. She swigged her soda and fanned her face. “I gotta go to work. I hate working Saturday nights. I wish you were twenty-one; you could come with me.”
“Well, I’m hanging with the guys tonight.”
“Okay, well, call me later.” Nell put her hand behind Sean’s head and pulled him down into a kiss. Her lips were parted and her tongue darted in and out of his mouth.
Sean felt awkward.
“What’s with you tonight?” Nell looked into his eyes, making him feel guilty. “You got another girl?”
Sean shrugged, just brushing it off. He really didn’t have another girl. Okay, he’d like to, but he didn’t know if it was really going to happen.
“You better not,” Nell teased, and started to walk away. “Call me,” she yelled back, leaving Sean alone at the table.
He stood watching her walk away, admiring the sway of her hips and her shapely legs. Nell was a honey. Then why didn’t he feel like calling her later?
Through the green light cast over the dance floor, he watched Nell disappear from sight. He felt alone , and not because she had to leave for her shift at the nightclub. No, not that. He missed Adrianna, of all things. Like he had any hold on her. He had nothing.
His mind drifted to the vision of how Adrianna looked in the lavender ruffled jacket, her breasts so tantalizing beneath the tight, stretchy top. Under his pants, the reaction to the image told him that it was Adrianna he wanted to call, not Nell. Life was getting complicated.
Sinking into a chair at the table, he watched the sea of dancers, letting the sound of rock pound into him and hoping it would numb the ache inside. All he could see was Adrianna: her blond hair, blue eyes, flawless skin, the curve of her hip. The grip she had on his senses was making it tough to think of finding someone to dance with in Nell’s absence. So he just sat.
Then, in a shimmery, low-cut dress, she appeared under the blue and orange spotlights roving over the dance floor. But he’d never seen her in that dress. Now he was having delusions; thinking about her so hard, it made her come to life. Adrianna . She moved toward him, was coming his way. The shock that it was really her bolted through him.
If she’d come looking for him, it would be too much to ask for. There was no way she could know he was there. However, the idea that Adrianna had changed her mind, and was seeking him out, had every nerve on alert. But her eyes didn’t meet his; she gazed around as if looking for a table.
Sean thought to wave her over, but was frozen in place. Unbelieving that his life had taken a sharp turn in the right direction, he couldn’t react. All he could do was stare at her in that dress. God, she was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen. Sean shifted in the chair, willing his body to stand so he could get her attention.
Then he saw it. Adrianna had one hand behind her and some guy in tow. The bubble of passion titillating Sean burst into fury. The mere thought of her with another man blinded him with jealousy. He had to get a grip, knowing she had no commitment to him. Somehow it hardly mattered. It felt like she was his.
In disbelief, Sean watched Adrianna guide the tall, perfectly groomed guy to a table, followed by another couple. The four of them sat and ordered drinks, and Sean watched every move. If that guy touched
But that night he didn’t feel as good about it as he usually did. Nell was coming on to him, and he wasn’t in the mood. Which was odd for Sean; he was always in the mood. As Nell kicked and shifted her hips, a conduit for the rock beat, she bumped into Sean seductively more than once. He tried to get lost in the song, and shut off the images of Adrianna that haunted his mind.
Sweating and breathing hard, Nell took his hand and led him back to the table. She swigged her soda and fanned her face. “I gotta go to work. I hate working Saturday nights. I wish you were twenty-one; you could come with me.”
“Well, I’m hanging with the guys tonight.”
“Okay, well, call me later.” Nell put her hand behind Sean’s head and pulled him down into a kiss. Her lips were parted and her tongue darted in and out of his mouth.
Sean felt awkward.
“What’s with you tonight?” Nell looked into his eyes, making him feel guilty. “You got another girl?”
Sean shrugged, just brushing it off. He really didn’t have another girl. Okay, he’d like to, but he didn’t know if it was really going to happen.
“You better not,” Nell teased, and started to walk away. “Call me,” she yelled back, leaving Sean alone at the table.
He stood watching her walk away, admiring the sway of her hips and her shapely legs. Nell was a honey. Then why didn’t he feel like calling her later?
Through the green light cast over the dance floor, he watched Nell disappear from sight. He felt alone , and not because she had to leave for her shift at the nightclub. No, not that. He missed Adrianna, of all things. Like he had any hold on her. He had nothing.
His mind drifted to the vision of how Adrianna looked in the lavender ruffled jacket, her breasts so tantalizing beneath the tight, stretchy top. Under his pants, the reaction to the image told him that it was Adrianna he wanted to call, not Nell. Life was getting complicated.
Sinking into a chair at the table, he watched the sea of dancers, letting the sound of rock pound into him and hoping it would numb the ache inside. All he could see was Adrianna: her blond hair, blue eyes, flawless skin, the curve of her hip. The grip she had on his senses was making it tough to think of finding someone to dance with in Nell’s absence. So he just sat.
Then, in a shimmery, low-cut dress, she appeared under the blue and orange spotlights roving over the dance floor. But he’d never seen her in that dress. Now he was having delusions; thinking about her so hard, it made her come to life. Adrianna . She moved toward him, was coming his way. The shock that it was really her bolted through him.
If she’d come looking for him, it would be too much to ask for. There was no way she could know he was there. However, the idea that Adrianna had changed her mind, and was seeking him out, had every nerve on alert. But her eyes didn’t meet his; she gazed around as if looking for a table.
Sean thought to wave her over, but was frozen in place. Unbelieving that his life had taken a sharp turn in the right direction, he couldn’t react. All he could do was stare at her in that dress. God, she was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen. Sean shifted in the chair, willing his body to stand so he could get her attention.
Then he saw it. Adrianna had one hand behind her and some guy in tow. The bubble of passion titillating Sean burst into fury. The mere thought of her with another man blinded him with jealousy. He had to get a grip, knowing she had no commitment to him. Somehow it hardly mattered. It felt like she was his.
In disbelief, Sean watched Adrianna guide the tall, perfectly groomed guy to a table, followed by another couple. The four of them sat and ordered drinks, and Sean watched every move. If that guy touched
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