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“Dancing.” She breathes on a small laugh. “It’s nice to meet you, Dylan.”

“You’ve been watching me.” I stand in place while the patrons of this club down around me, brushing against my expensive, imported suit.

She spins before she slows. “I could say the same for you.”

I look down at her face.

Jesus, she’s striking. Her eyes are a shade of blue, that particular shade of blue that always takes my breath away.

“We’re leaving together tonight.”

That cocks one of perfectly arched brows. “You’re assuming that not I’m leaving with someone else.”

“You’re here alone.” I spin when she does to catch her gaze again.

The skirt of her black dress picks up with the motion revealing a beautiful set of legs. “Maybe I like being alone.”

“Not tonight.” I reach for her hand.

She slows before she slides her palm against mine. “Dance with me, Dylan.”

I breathe out on a heavy sigh. I haven’t heard those four words in years. I haven’t danced in as long.

I pull her close to me, sliding my free hand down her back. “What’s your name?”

“Does it matter?” She looks up at me.

It never does.

I dance her closer to an alcove, a spot where the crowd is thin and the music quieter.

Her body follows mine instinctively, our shared movements drawing the admiring glances of others.

She’s letting me lead now, but the sureness of her steps promises aggression in bed.

“We’re wasting time. “

Her lips curve up into a smile. “Foreplay comes in many forms.”

“Is that what this is?” I laugh. “I want to fuck you.”

She presses every inch of her body against me. “You will.”

My cock swells with those words. “Now.”

“Patience, Dylan.” Her lips brush my jawline. “I promise this will be a night you’ll never forget.”

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