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I order six shots from the bar; lemon drop ones I know she enjoys as I’ve seen her, and Lennox drink them before. I also order two more drinks and I carry them on a tray back to our table.

“Damn,” Ev says as her eyes go wide. “If I end up puking, you’re holding my hair back.”

“Fair enough.” I hand her a shot and pick up one for myself.

“Cheers.” I say and we clink glasses before we both down the shots.

She shivers and I chuckle. “Cold?”

“Tart. Woo, that lemon really hits ya.” Ev’s lips pucker.

She’s too damn cute.

“One more, then we’ll save the last.” I hand her another. We cheer and shoot them down. Ev shivers again and I laugh. My own lips pucker. Gotta love that sour lemon.

We laugh and chat over the music, drink our drinks, and take the last shot. I’m feeling buzzed and I can tell Everleigh is by the way she’s swaying back and forth to the music.

I watch her for a while, enjoying my buzz and the sight of her having fun, when the music switches to a hip-hop song. “Want to dance?” I ask her.

She hesitates for a moment before she picks up her drink and kills it. Then she grabs my hand and leads me out to the dance floor.

Oh shit. She’s drunk and feeling confident and I’m here for it.

I let her bring me into the thick of the crowd and when she finds a spot she likes, she stops and turns to face me, her hips beginning to move to the beat.

Bodies swarm around us as people dance together, most of them grinding and dirty dancing, hands roaming, and some even making out. The crowd pushes us closer together and our arms brush one another, the feel of her skin soft and smooth against my own.

My eyes drop down the length of her body and take in her sexy bikini top and short skirt. Even with all these people around us, all I see is her. Her hips swaying, her ass shaking, her breasts right there, in my face.

Fuck. My cock thickens in my swim trunks and it’s hard to ignore the straining of the fabric.

The last of my restraint snaps and I grab her by the waist and pull her flush against me. She looks up at me in surprise but doesn’t stop dancing. Instead, her eyes drop to my lips, and she licks her own. I bite back a groan, my dick growing more. One swipe of her ass against my trunks and she’ll know I’m hard as a rock.

Between the music, the alcohol, and her sexy sweaty body touching mine, our dancing becomes dirtier. I spin her around so her back is to me and using my grip on her hips, I grind her ass against my dick, letting her feel just how hard I am.

Everleigh inhales sharply but she doesn’t pull away like I expect her to. Instead, she grinds harder.

It takes all my concentration not to let my hands roam, my fingers yearning to touch her all over, or to bust a load in my pants right here.

I need to stop before I get carried away. Before I take her by the hand and find an empty hallway to fuck her in.

Fake, fake, this is all fake.

The thought repeats in my head and as much as I don’t want to, I take a step back and let go of her hips. Ev spins around so quickly, she loses her balance and stumbles to the side. I reach out to steady her and she must think I still want to dance because she moves in close and wraps her arms around my neck.

I can’t push her away. I don’t want to hurt her feelings again.

But I know I’m about two seconds away from dragging her off the dance floor and fucking the shit out of her.

Alcohol. Need more alcohol.

“Let’s grab a drink,” I whisper in her ear, and she nods. I lead her off the dance floor and straight to the bar where I order us both a drink and a few more shots. I hand her one and save three for me. Trust me, I need them a lot more than she does.

I down all three in the amount of time she does her only one.

“Wow. That’s a lot of shots.” Ev slurs and the way it sounds makes me laugh.

We sip on our drinks for a few, but it doesn’t help my need for distraction. Ah fuck it. I came here to have a good time.

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