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I break away and move back, knocking myself off balance before quickly regaining it. I wag my finger at him. "Now now, no touching down there buddy." I giggle. Knox takes a step forward and I step back, ready to have some fun with him.
"Where're you going, Em?" Knox takes another step forward and this time, I turn and dart across the bar, headed for the door to the main room. Sliding through, I glance back and see Knox hot on my heels, his eyes lit with amusement. A wave of pleasure rolls through me and I look ahead, trying to spot the stairs. I spot them across the room and I run. I hurry up the stairs, tripping over a couple as I reach out to grasp the wall. Shit, I drank way more than I thought. I enter the big dance room at the top, out of breath but ready to dance.
I've already made my way to the dance floor, the music taking over. The music feels good as I sway to the beat, my ass moving back and forth, my hands running down my sides. I look around, scanning the crowd for Knox and when I see him, my stomach drops.
He's standing off to the side, legs spread wide, hands in his pockets, eyes fixated on one thing. Me. I begin dancing for him and I can tell it's affecting him. I move closer and I notice his eyes flash, his jaw clenches, and he shifts on his feet.
As I get closer, to the point where we're almost touching, I hear his sharp intake of breath. Knox goes to reach for me and I smile and move back, shaking my head with a naughty smile playing on my lips. "Tsk, tsk," I whisper, and his eyes flash again and he's stalking towards me, like a predator ready to pounce on his prey.
He grabs my waist and pulls me flush against him, our bodies melding together. And then we dance. We grind and dance some more. Until the wee hours of the morning and I can no longer feel my legs.
Just as the bartender shouts last call, Knox crushes me against him and I melt, my heart racing. His head dips lower, his lips brushing against my cheek.
"What if I don't let you kiss me?" I ask him as I lean down, pressing my face against his shirt. Knox's hand finds its way into my hair and he grasps the nape of my neck, pulling my head up off his chest so I have no choice but to look up into his eyes.
"There is no letting me, Emma. If I want to kiss you, I will."
With that, he takes my mouth with his own and everything else fades away. I can't speak. I'm frozen in place. The sparks fly in my head, on my lips, running between us, and around us. I want Knox in every way my mind can think of.
What have I gotten myself into?
