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I look at him with wide eyes of surprise. “Are you serious?”
“Absolutely serious.”
Then he does it.
He kisses me. Right in the middle of the dance floor, with perhaps the whole town watching, as well as one of my best friends.
It’s intense. Powerful. He literally takes my breath away, and I soon find myself leaning into him, my tongue meeting his.
I’m panting when the kiss ends, and continue to stare at Cash with disbelief.
That was sudden and gutsy.
But I can’t say I didn’t like it.
3
CASH
She breaks away from me, giggling wildly.
I’m infatuated with this woman and I’m falling for her hard. I’m mentally kicking myself for being so stubborn, realizing I may have missed her if Rye didn’t show up and bicker at me for making myself miserable.
I’ll have to thank him later.
“Well then, I definitely wasn’t expecting that,” she says as we continue to keep pace with the song, which is beginning to wind down.
“I don’t like screwing around. I just wanted to give us what we both wanted.”
“So that means kissing girls you just met?”
“Only if they give me every nonverbal signal in the world that they’ll be into it. And you were screaming those nonverbal signals, I’ll have you know.”
I can sense she’s a bit younger than me and also is definitely a bit more inexperienced in the ways of love. I’m a willing teacher, especially when my student is hitting all the right buttons like she is.
One more strut, and the song finally ends. She’s red as hell, shaking her head. She takes in the scene around her. “Well, no one is looking at me as a source of unintentional comedy. So I guess I have that.”
“You danced beautifully.”
“I think I can thank you for keeping me from doing anything stupid.”
“No one dances alone. It’s a team effort. You’re more graceful than you think you are.” And more beautiful too, but I think I’d told her that enough in the past five minutes. You kind of have to let the compliments breathe a little to make sure they come off as sincere.
She looks back to her friend, who toasts her with a drink. He’s starting to look a little blitzed, and red in the face in a way that is not the same as the kind of red I’m making Cassie.
“It’s getting late,” I say, realizing the ballad was the band’s finale. The singer is going through a bunch of thank yous and cheers. It’s not even midnight, but I guess for a town like Burly? That’s still pretty late. An awful lot of us get up at four in the morning to tend to the chickens. “You got a ride home?”
“I came here with Danny.”
“Is he in any shape to drive you?”
She looks back and sees his sorry state.
“Not really. But I don’t think I should be getting a car with some cowboy I just met either.”
I cackle. “Let me show you something, Cassie.”
“Hmm?”
