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“Takes one to know one, doll,” Quinn responded, before she sipped at her drink. “Drink then dance, then drink. Sound good?”
“Sure.” Kassie listened to the music and took deep breaths, letting the boom of the bass and the thud of the beats race through her. She needed this. One night to kick back and relax. To let go and just be herself.
The song that came on was one of Kassie’s new favorites. She quickly downed her drink and made her way to the dance floor, her inhibitions apparently already subdued by the alcohol.
Quinn followed behind her.
They danced to song after song, and drank two more Sex Appeals—at least that’s what Quinn said they were. Kassie wasn’t a big drinker, and things were becoming blurry, and her head was heavy. But the music kept her moving. She felt the beat throughout her whole body. The faces on the dance floor blurred, but it didn’t matter. She was dancing by herself and having the best time ever.
Quinn was grinding and dancing with strangers, doing some mixture of moves from the sixties and head banging. But she did it all with confidence, and that made everyone around her go right along with it. Story of Quinn’s life. She was always the life of the party and leader of the conga line.
Kassie moved to the music among the crowd on the steamy dance floor. A sheen of perspiration shone on her skin. Perhaps the alcohol was wearing off, which wasn’t a bad thing.
She hadn’t been paying much attention to the people around her, but out of the corner of her eye, she spied a guy on the dance floor in a knit hat and tight jeans. Without giving it much thought, Kassie danced up to him, and on closer inspection, she noted those jeans fit him in all the right places.
Her heart rate kicked up a notch, making her lose some of her reserved veneer. She swayed her hips in front of him, and still not daring to look up at his face, she lifted her arms, twisting and undulating her body until she was almost brushing against him.
The mystery guy’s hand landed on her hip, and softly caressed it as he moved to the sexy rhythm she had set. In the distance, Kassie heard Quinn hooting and hollering about the guy Kassie was dancing with, but none of it was coherent enough to make sense.
As the song faded into a new one, Kassie rolled her hips, the sensation of his hand on her hip causing goosebumps over her heated skin. She moved closer, circling her hips until she was in the mystery guy’s arms. Letting go and having a little fun for once felt right. Maybe Quinn was onto something, and she needed to hook up with some random guy.
“Hey.”
Still in a fog, Kassie looked up at her mystery dance partner. He towered over her. But the face she looked up into was all too familiar. His hungry, big brown eyes stared down at her, making her knees weak.
Her voice was shrill. “What are you doing here?”
“I’m supposed to be here to take care of those guys.” Luc pointed to the two guys dirty dancing with Quinn. “Make sure they make good decisions.” He was unfazed by Kassie’s reaction, or the fact that she had been dancing up on him.
“Oh, Kassie, if I were you,”—Quinn acted like she was whispering, but she was actually yelling— “I would definitely let him take care of me. I bet he’d take such good care of you. Mmm.”
Kassie’s face now burned hot, and feeling almost sober again, she shook her head. “Quinn, I think you’ve had enough—” But before she could finish her sentence, Quinn was off dancing with Luc’s friends again. Kassie sighed. “Great. That’s my friend Quinn, who obviously has had too much to drink.”
“Kass, she looks like she’s a big girl. I’m sure she can take care of herself,” Luc suggested.
“Aren’t you supposed to be making sure those boys are making good decisions? Cause Quinn is not a good decision.” Kassie huffed and moved away to sit down at the bar. She raised a bill into the air, calling for the bartender’s attention. “Can I get an Appletini please?”
Luc looked at her with a furrowed brow. Then he caught the bartender. “Club soda for me, please.”
She looked at Luc and realized he was the designated driver. It was odd how hot she found his overprotective act. It was different than how Kaden and Dom treated her. Luc was strong, dark, and his lips curled up in the corner in the start of a devilish grin. The kind of grin that turned her insides to jelly.
“Speaking of making good decisions, do you think another drink is a good idea? How many have you had already?”
Kassie shook her head. Why does he care so much what I do? I’m fine. “Luc, I’m fine. I’m sober now. One Appletini isn’t going to hurt me.” She flipped her hair as she turned, and a wave of dizziness came over her. She should’ve taken that as a warning that she wasn’t quite okay. Unfortunately, her stubbornness refused to let her back down.
She was here to relax and have a good time. The beats to the best dance song ever started to flow out of the speakers. Colored lights flashed on the dance floor and called her name. She tossed back the remainder of her Appletini. “That’s my jam!” she shouted, and ran on to the dance floor.
As Luc stood leaning against the bar, she was well aware of his eyes on her. Without looking at him, the goosebumps on her arms told her all she needed to know. Trying to not let that deter her, she moved her hips to the beat and swung her hands in the air. Some guy bumped up against her and started to grind with her to the music. He was a blond pretty boy wearing too much gold jewelry, and so not her type. Knowing it’d be easy to say no to anything more than a dance, she danced with him.
And with her “bodyguard” watching, she had nothing to worry about. Quinn was still dancing with Luc’s two friends. They were too young for her, but Quinn never discriminated. As long as they were eighteen, that was good enough for Kassie’s friend.
While Kassie was dancing with the blond pretty boy, she felt a strong hand on her hip, and it wasn’t pretty boy’s; both of his hands were in the air. The hand pulled her into a hard body, away from her current dance partner. Still dancing and grinding, she spun around to see who belonged to the hard body that had cut in.
Staring right into Luc’s heavy eyes, she tried to pull away as she yelled, “What are you doing?”
It came out more of a shriek than she wanted. He had just surprised her, especially since he was still holding her close, his hand now on her ass instead of her hip.
“I didn’t like seeing you dancing with that guy,” Luc said in a very calm voice. “He looks like a creep.”
