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Angela, however, intended to pull Daniel from his comfort zone and dance with the crowd downstairs. She loved that he treated her like a queen and showed her how much he cared by his actions, but it wouldn’t hurt him to verbalize them. Dancing would be a way for him to speak to her without saying the words.
“To a great night,” Daniel said once the waitress had returned with a bottle of Cristal and handed them each flutes.
“Cheers.” Angela tapped her flute with his. Daniel leaned back on the sofa while she sat forward and tapped her foot in time to the music as she looked below. She was dying to get out there.
When a particularly good song came on, she couldn’t resist rising to her feet and placing the flute on the cocktail table in front of her. She held out her hand. “Let’s go downstairs and dance.”
Daniel regarded her. “What’s wrong with dancing right here? It’s less noisy and far less crowded.”
“But not nearly as much fun,” she said, giving him a wink. She inclined her head. “Let’s go.”
Reluctantly, Daniel rose to his feet. “All right.” He took her hand and together they went down the stairs.
Once they were in the crowd, Daniel pushed his way through the throng to carve out a small area for them. Then he stepped forward and moved in on her, wrapping his hands around her hips. “That’s better,” he whispered in her ear.
The deep rumble of his throat sent a flood of warmth spreading through Angela’s body. That’s the effect Daniel had on her whenever she was around him. Just the sound of his voice made her want him in some primitive way.
His hands were hot and possessive on her bare back thanks to the dress she wore, but she did her best to match his moves. They swayed together and it was clear Daniel was a great dancer. Angela found herself excited and exhilarated.
There was a wicked glint in her eye when they pulled apart and performed a sexy sashay around each other. “You’re good,” Daniel commented.
“Are you surprised?”
“Not at all. You’re good at everything you set your mind to.”
She whirled around him and worked off a quick set of dance moves until her backside came up to his groin. She moved her body sensuously up and down his body, and when he could take no more, his hands drew her up by her shoulders. “You keep doing that, you’re going to have me take you right here on the dance floor,” he said huskily.
She spun around to face him. “I might like that.”
He chuckled, then grabbed her by the hand and led her off the dance floor. They were walking up the stairs when a stunningly gorgeous woman stopped in front of them. She was wearing a glittery halter top and a skirt that stopped well above her thighs.
“Daniel.”
Angela instantly stiffened at her use of his first name. The woman knew him. Intimately. She could see it by the glare the other woman gave her as she eyed Angela up and down.
“Farrah.”
Who was this woman, Angela wondered, and what did she mean to him?
“Aren’t you going to introduce me to your companion?” the woman asked, all pouty red lips, smoky eyes and flawless skin.
Angela disliked her on the spot.
“Farrah, Angela. Angela, this is Farrah.”
Farrah extended her hand, but Angela declined to shake it. She wasn’t going to attempt social graces when it was clear the other woman didn’t like her.
“Well…” Farrah huffed. “I’m sure I’ll be seeing you again, Daniel.” She glared at Angela before leaving.
Once they were sitting back in VIP, Daniel said, “I’m sorry about that.”
Angela shrugged. “No worries. We both have a past. If you’ll excuse me for a moment, I’m going to go freshen up.” In actuality, she needed a breather to settle her nerves. Angela didn’t know what it was, but something about that woman told her she and Daniel had a shared history that went deeper than just a sexual relationship.
There was something in Farrah’s eyes that told Angela she knew something Angela didn’t. Was there a note of pity there?
She got her answer several moments later. She was in the ladies’ room and had just freshened up her lipstick when Farrah entered.
