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“Anytime, Miss.”
I take a sip and it is as good as the first.
“I see you’ve taken a liking to your beverage,” Simon announces as he comes around the corner.
“It is rather tasty. Not too sweet and not too sour. Just the perfect blend.”
“That’s what I was thinking when I created it. How perfect it is.” His gaze roves over my body and settles when it connects with my own.
My stomach clenches as a mini heatwave builds and spreads across my skin. I fan myself and turn away from his stare, a weak attempt to hide the smile that’s forming on my lips, giving me a moment to think of something clever to say. Damn, Sebastian was right,
Nothing comes to mind, and rather than let him see how this, rather, he is affecting me. I turn to my old standby.
“Great gathering, huh?”
He smiles and walks toward me. “Yes, it is a nice turn-out. Glad you’re here to see the fruits of your labour.”
I turn to speak but my mind takes over, or maybe it’s the alcohol. I pay attention to the way his muscles flex in his tank top and how it leads to thoughts of them holding me. The ink that adorns his biceps is just a cherry on top of a beautiful canvas. His green eyes are less prominent, softer under the stringed lights, and my goodness his lips are plump. I’m not sure why now, but Simon Ashton is turning me on. I gulp down the last of my drink, hoping it will help me excuse myself to the room.
Placing the empty glass on the counter, I wave off the barkeep, so he doesn’t prepare another, and face Simon.
“Goodnight, Simon. We have an early flight, so I better go rest up.” I turn to walk away and feel a slight tug at my arm.
“Oh no, you don't. Not until you dance with me.”
I look at him, puzzled. “Dance? Really?”
“Sure. I have some moves.” He does a bad imitation of twerking and I can’t help but laugh.
“At least you’re on beat,” I jest.
“Well, then you come show me how to do it right.” He coerces me farther onto the beach among the crowd and continues his hilarious groove moves. “Is this right?” He asks, bumping his ass into me.
“Simon, stop.” I giggle.
The hilarity won’t stop, and soon the other band members and a few people from the crowd join in.
A gathering this size, I can’t help but participate.
Reggie continues to motivate us with his music choices. There are more crowd sing-a-longs and more fun being had.
It’s been quite some time since I’ve had this level of fun. Usually, I’m working with an audience this size, but not tonight.
Simon pulls me to him and holds me close when the music changes to something softer, slower, and sexy.
“Mr. Ashton, what are you doing?”
“What I know how to do best, woo a young lady.”
“Mmhmm. And how many Myka’s in Miami have you had?”
“Well, I’ve only had one, but it wasn't the Myka I wanted.” His gaze into my eyes intensifies.
A small pool of moisture dampens my bikini bottoms as my body responds to his. I inhale deeply, and slowly release the air through my nostrils.
He presses his forehead against mine as we continue to sway along to the music.
“I never thought I could feel this close to a woman,” he admits in a hushed tone.
