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“Someone spilled their drink. I slid on it and couldn’t grab the pole in time to steady myself.” I run my hand through my hair, frustrated with the turn of events. “They’re going to lose all because of me.”
He sets me on the floor keeping his hand on my hip. “Don’t worry about winning. No matter which team wins, the money will help fund a good cause.”
“Yeah, but I feel like I let everyone down.”
“Nah. They’ll get over it. Shannon’s pretty chill. And at least you held up your end of the deal. Now, I know you’ll follow through with any future bets we make.”
“This is the last one,” I say, not sure if I mean it. Because I don’t want this to be the last time I hang out with Preston. “No more dares.”
“You’re no fun, Bex Bryant.” He tilts a bottle of beer to his lips and takes a sip.
I grab it from his hand and gulp down the remainder of its contents. “I’m tons of fun.”
“Prove it,” he challenges.
“How do you expect me to do that?”
“For starters, you can dance with me.”
“How about a drink first?”
He nods. “Deal. What are you having?”
“Whatever you’re ordering.”
“And then you’re mine,” he growls.
A ripple of pleasure shoots through my body.
I’m his.
ChapterEleven
PRESTON
Rap music cranks through the speakers suspended from the ceiling of The Sixth Floor. The bass vibrates beneath my feet sending a tremor up my legs. My dick is semi-hard, and it’s not from the sea of half-naked women which surrounds me because all I can see is Bex. She has no idea how sexy she can be without even trying.
Her anxious stares and nervous lip biting only make her more real. More my type. Most girls care about my name and what I have to offer them. Not Bex. I find myself lowering my guard around her, telling her things I wouldn’t confess to other girls.
For a split second, I even consider what it would be like to date her. Then I remember her dad’s rules. And his warning. I can’t jeopardize my spot on the team. She deserves better than me.
Bex slides her fingers up my arm, and now she has my undivided attention. Her skin is soft against mine. Flames lick my skin everywhere she touches, her fingers slowly navigating my bicep. She’s rough around the edges, but there’s a softer side to her. A side she keeps hidden.
I lick my lips, and the corners of her mouth curl up into a smile. Taking a sip from the beer in my hand, I suck down the last of it before setting it down on the bar.
“You promised me a dance,” I remind her.
She nods. “How could I forget?”
I take the beer from her and chug the rest of it, leaving it on the bar.
“Hey, I was drinking that,” she shouts over the music, and then smacks my arm.
I grab her hand and pull her into my chest, dragging her far enough into the crowd that we’re in the middle of the dance floor. Tilting her head back, she stares up at the bright strobe lights shining from one side of the room to the other. I watch as she admires the light show above us. She’s so beautiful I could look at her all day.
Hooking my arm around her back, I close the short distance between us. She presses her palms to my chest. Her bright blue eyes slice right through me. I lose myself in Bex. In this moment, nothing around us matters anymore. Not the sweat-slick bodies rubbing against us or the wave of heat that rolls through the club like a thick fog.
When I look at Bex, I no longer see what we’re doing as wrong. I like that we’re forbidden to be together. Knowing there’s a risk of getting caught makes being with her even more exciting. I think she likes it too.
