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I was fighting hard to keep eye contact. I had a direct view of her cleavage. The top of her black bra was visible from where I stood, and I was certain she had no clue.
She was damn beautiful, and she had curves I'd like to explore all night long.
"First, I don't like that term because, as we’ve already established, we can't figure out who saw the table first. However, we can agree on tablesharer."
She laughed at my wit. “I’m taking the term under consideration. But I’m not convinced about your story. You walked with a lot of determination. Almost like you knew you had competition.”
That got a loud laugh out of me. She was very clever. “That’s me. Always tenacious. I see something I want, I go for it.” I tilted closer, wiggling my eyebrows for emphasis. “Besides, it’s a crowded bar. Of course I knew I had competition.”
She looked at my lips for a beat too long before glancing away. Energy spiked through my veins. The chemistry was palpable to us both. It’d been a long time since I’d had this instant reaction to someone.
“Fair enough.”
"And to answer your question, I work in the area. But I agree with your rule. No talking about that tonight. I like to let loose when I'm off the clock."
"By making plans to build your niece a treehouse?”
"Not just that. I was supposed to meet my brother Tate, Paisley’s dad, tonight. But he's caught up with something else he had to do. I'm not complaining, though. Here I am,sharinga table with a beautiful and mysterious woman."
She played with the stem of her glass before taking a few sips, emptying it.
"Want another drink?" I asked.
"No. One was enough. By the way, I know a thing or two about treehouses, in case you want to pick my brain. It’s sweet of you to want to do that for your niece. And sexy.” She stared at her glass. “They really mean it when they call alcohol liquid courage. I’m usually not so forward.”
“I don’t mind.” I looked her straight in the eyes, enjoying the blush spreading on her cheeks. “Besides, I'm thinking there's something else we can do tonight."
"Such as?"
"How about a dance?" The music was inviting. There were already a few others dancing around us in between the tables. There wasn't a lot of space, but I didn't mind.
Megan exhaled sharply, and her eyes darkened. She was obviously just as attracted to me as I was to her.
"I suppose it couldn't hurt," she said.
"Ouch, you're wounding my ego. ‘Couldn’t hurt’? It's going to be fantastic."
She curled her lips in a half smile. "I'll be the judge of that after I test your skills."
"Game on."
I took her hand, interlacing our fingers, and instantly felt her posture change. She felt the zip of energy too. I pulled her close to me before putting a hand on her lower back.
I was close enough that I could feel the vibration in her body. Goose bumps rose on her arms. I liked the way she was reacting to me as I led, moving us to the rhythm of the music.
"You're right. You do have moves."
"I'm glad you're sounding at least a little bit impressed."
"My expectations were rock bottom, I have to admit."
"Then why did you accept?"
She looked up at me, licking her lips. "Why not?” Megan tilted her head and said, “I’ve decided that’s my motto for tonight."
“Love that motto.”
I knew two things.
One: I was a lucky guy that Tate ditched me.
Two: Megan was coming home with me tonight.
