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She heard both Hank and Travis chuckle from either side of her and she said, “Technically, I can’t dance to this song. I’m not Southern.”
“Good luck with that, Nika,” Hank said. “When she gets that look in her eyes, there’s no telling Grace no.”
Grace rounded the table with a sashay as the guys slid their chairs out of the way. “Nice try, sweetie. You’re southern enough.”
“Yeah, come on,” Charity called as she pointed toward the dance floor and then joined the crowd of girls making their way in that direction. The group was much larger than last time.
Maybe I could just sneak into the middle where I can’t be seen.
She looked from Hank to Travis and saw the hint of encouragement and heat in both of their gazes. They nodded at her and she allowed herself to be pulled into the throng. The beat thumped in the club and with each step she felt it throb in her blood.
I could do this. Hell, I can do this!
As Tim McGraw sang, she slipped into the group of girls dancing and mimicked what she saw Grace and Charity doing. At first, she felt a little stiff and awkward. Then her gaze drifted to Dr. Emma Rivers who seemed to be dancing with the sole purpose of inflaming her men, who watched from a short distance away.
She recalled the story Emma had told her when they’d been on their shopping excursion. She’d told Veronica that she’d always felt awkward and geeky until she’d let her hair down with the girls. She’d allowed herself to have a little fun, which had included learning how to dance. She’d even taken striptease classes. If Veronica could relate to anyone, it was Emma.
Casting her gaze around, she found Hank and Travis standing not far from the dance floor, big arms folded over their chests.
What the hell. Here goes nothin’.
She edged closer so they could see her and closed her eyes, listening to the beat of the song. She moved with the rhythm of guitars and drums, smiling as she arched her back and her hips got in on the fun. She pictured the three of them making love in front of the fireplace and imagined the arousing heat flowing through her veins.
Skimming her hands up and down her torso, she teased them with near-misses around her breasts before sliding her hands down to caress her hips. She turned her swaying ass to them as her hands went there and heard Grace giggle over the music and say, “Get it, girl! Hank and Travis look fit to be tied!”
Veronica flicked her hair and turned an enticing look their way and her cheeks grew hot when she saw that they stood only a few feet away. She shimmied as she let her fingertips drift over her cleavage and laughed when she saw the lust glittering in their eyes.
* * * *
Hank stood next to Travis, watching Veronica have fun with her friends, recalling the first time that she’d been invited to a girl’s dance. She’d flat out refused the invitation, even though her eyes had told of how much she wanted to join them, and all his Dom instincts had gone off.
Dancing before him now was a whole different woman. A victorious woman who didn’t let opinion or fear keep her from doing what she wanted. He’d have been okay if she’d refused the invitation. But the Dom in him was pleased as hell that she’d gone for it, and also that she’d looked to him and Travis first. Yes, she was doing this to please them but it was obvious she was enjoying herself as well.
The final chorus of the song faded and her movements slowed as she turned toward them. Grace whispered something to her before leaving the dance floor with Ethan. Hank glanced at Travis, who nodded before backing away to return to their table.
Hank held her gaze as he stalked toward the dance floor to claim her. Territoriality reared its head as he noted several men were gazing at her with interest evident in their eyes. The one brave enough to stand and make his way in her direction happened to look over at him. One look and the guy wisely backed off with raised eyebrows and a nod. Hank had never acted that way about a woman in the Dancing Pony before. She was the first. Her scent filled his head, easing him as he closed his arms around her.
The beginning chords of Little Big Town’s “Sober” began to play and she bit her lip as she glanced at the couples who were moving on the dance floor.
