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The next couple of hours passed by in a blur of dancing, drinking cocktails, and having the time of my life. By the time a Dua Lipa song started playing, the room was spinning.
“You have some moves,” I yelled into Tommie’s ear. He was shaking his ass as if there was no tomorrow.
He beamed. Then he took my hand and twirled me around. The next moment we were shaking our asses against each other. It was utterly ridiculous, yet I hadn’t felt so alive in ages. A Beyoncé song came on and the crowd went wild. I lost sight of Tommie. Another cute guy replaced him in the blink of an eye. He wasn’t half the dancer Tommie was, but he did his best. He nudged closer and whispered something in my ear.
I blushed and shook my head. No, I wasn’t going to the men’s room with him, let alone to his house, so he could worship my hot body.
He winked, then turned away, making himself scarce.
I felt a twitch behind my shoulder blades, so I turned. Kristoff leaned against a wall at the edge of the dance floor. He was dressed in his signature all-black suit, sans the tie this time. His eyes were narrowed and I felt the weight of his stare. Half a room separated us, yet I felt his pull as if he were standing right next to me.
He put his drink to his mouth while his eyes roamed over my body. I felt his gaze like a caress, starting at the top of my head, sliding to my shoulders, breasts, hips, and ending back on my face. By that time, flames had ignited on my cheeks.
Tommie was back, shaking to the left and right, giving the dancers in the cages a run for their money.
I tried to keep up with him but kept looking at the person visible just over his shoulders. Kristoff’s gaze never left me. More songs followed. The crowd cheered, but he stayed rooted to his spot. A scantily dressed woman walked up to him. She put her hand on his chest, and my stomach twisted. He put his hand on hers and pulled it away from his body. I exhaled when he said something to her and she left.
Someone put a hand on my hip. I pulled it away, not even bothering to look at who stood behind me.
Kristoff gulped the rest of his drink, still not taking his eyes off me. The air felt hotter, more charged, as if it was alive with electricity. Or perhaps it was the alcohol going to my head. My nipples hardened under the soft fabric of my dress and I felt myself getting slick.
Tommie leaned over to me. “One day I’m going to get him to dance with me, if it’s the last thing I do.”
I followed his gaze to a hulking blond man. Judging by his earpiece, he was part of the security team.
“He’s hot,” I agreed.
“Achilles is hot and dreamy, like a modern version of an ancient gladiator,” Tommie agreed. “I wish he’d use his spear on me.”
A giggle escaped me. Clearly, I wasn’t the only one slightly intoxicated. An image of Achilles in leather pants, and looking suspiciously a lot like Brad Pitt inTroy, popped into my head. Judging by Tommie’s dreamy gaze, he was enjoying the same image.
“I’m guessing that’s the one who got away?”
A snort. “Got away? For him to run away from me, he’d first have to notice that we live on the same planet.”
I felt his pain. “You should go say hi.”
“Really?” Tommie cocked a brow. “That’s what you would do?”
“Sure. I’d totally make him notice me.” I wobbled on my feet as I pointed in Achilles’ direction. “Oh Muse, sing to me,” I paraphrased Homer.
“Iamvery noticeable,” Tommie agreed, suddenly standing tall and proud.
I patted his shoulder. “You can do this.”
“So we are doing this?”
“We?” I quipped.
A disturbing gleam entered his eyes. “What? You think I’m going to be the only one making a fool of myself?”
“Well, yes.” I didn’t like where this was going.
“Ha! I think not.” He patted my back and chin-jerked to a figure heading my way. “Quid pro quo, Clarice. If I go say hi, you will steal a kiss from mister tall, dark, and broody who’s coming over.”
The mere thought of tasting Kristoff’s lips again shot a heatwave through me. I slumped against Tommie. He gave me a daring look.
I raised my chin. “Deal.”
