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“Never expected to see you again,” Gina said, her words a bit slurred. Apparently she’d done some pre-partying.
Great.
Darcy gave her a sickly sweet smile. “Same here. But here we are. Just like old times.”
Gina put her chin on his arm. “You promised me a dance.”
He most certainly did not.
She offered a sly sneer in Darcy’s direction. “I’m divorced now.”
“Shocker,” Darcy said.
Sam laughed and covered it with a cough.
Gina glared at Sam before beaming at Griff. “Now, about that dance?”
Darcy’s gaze narrowed in a menacing glare. “Before you go dancing the night away, Mayor, I have a few things to say. To make myself real clear, I don’t care about Revival. I care about my mom, and she’s not selling.”
He tried to shake Gina off him, but she wouldn’t dislodge. His jaw clenched. “I care about your mom too, Darcy.”
“Ha!” Darcy shook her head. “What a joke. If you cared about her, you wouldn’t be hurting her.”
He once again attempted to extricate himself from Gina, but to no avail. Divorced women on the prowl for their first wild fling were the absolute worst. But she was still a voter. He took a deep breath and smiled pleasantly down at her. “Gina, would you mind excusing us for a moment, we have a few things to discuss.”
She pouted up at him. “But my dance.”
“I’ll have to take a rain check. I have things to attend to.”
Darcy rolled her eyes.
Sam grinned.
Gina tightened her grip, wrapping her body around his arm like a snake. “I won’t take no for an answer.”
Griffin’s head started to pound as he sorted through his diplomatic options to extract himself from this situation.
Darcy huffed and shook her head. “For the love of God, woman, can’t you see he doesn’t want to dance with you?”
Oh no.He’d forgotten this part of her, the part that said whatever was on her mind, consequences be dammed.
He cleared his throat to get the situation back under control, but Gina sneered, “What the hell would you know about him?”
“I’ve got eyes.” Darcy waved a hand in their direction. “He’s been trying to get away from your octopus grip for the last five minutes. Can’t you feel him trying to pull away?”
“Don’t be ridiculous, he wants to dance with me.” Gina batted her lashes up at him. “Don’t you, Griff?” Before he could answer she turned back to Darcy and said in a snide tone, “You haven’t changed one bit, Darcy Miller.”
Darcy laughed. “And thank God for that.” She gave Griffin an evil glare. “Some of us don’t sell out.”
“Gina, please,” he said, his voice pleading. “If you’ll kindly provide me my arm, I would appreciate it.”
Darcy shook her head at him, as though disgusted. “Don’t bother, we’re done here anyway. I’ve said all I need to. She’s not selling, end of story.”
Then she turned on her heels and left, her perfect ass a spectacular sight as she sashayed off.
