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With arms stretched to the rafters, one of the blondes spun around. A filmy white shirt with far too few buttons snapped hugged Kendall’s lean body. A bright pink bra peeked through the material, and a denim skirt skimmed low on her smooth belly and high on her muscled thighs.
Arousal, jealousy, and anger crashed through him in equal parts. She laughed and flung her hair back as the music switched to another stomp-along song that advertised all she wanted to do was dance. She bumped hips with the brunette he finally recognized as Evelyn.
At least she was with people she knew. He downed a large swallow of beer and reined in the anger. Until he saw Lon and his two lackeys egging her on. When Lon reached for Kendall and she waggled a finger at him with a teasing smile, Shane saw red.
He snapped the bottle down on the bar and cut through the dancers without breaking his stride. The minute Kendall saw him, her smile faded, but her hips didn’t stop moving. God fucking dammit, they undulated slowly. She dragged her fingertips between her breasts, and another button popped, leaving the pink cup on display.
For everyone.
Lon slid his hand along her stomach, and Shane lunged forward. Kendall twisted out of the shithead’s hold and switched places with the other blonde who was much happier to receive his attention.
Lon tried to push the girl away and go for Kendall again, but she hopped off the table and cut her way through the crowd toward Shane. Knee-length boots with an unbelievable heel made her hips twitch as she walked, and his cock hardened.
“You came.”
He lowered his head to her ear; then his lips buzzed the shell. “Good thing you can handle yourself, Sunshine. I was just about to rip Lon’s arm off and stuff it up his ass.”
She giggled. He jerked back. He was expecting a slap or at least a growl, but no—as usual, this woman defied all logic. Her eyes were shiny with at least a few beers, and her lips were slick with some filmy lipstick that made him think of all the things he could do to her mouth.
She backed onto the dance floor. He stiffened, but she gripped his hands and drew him into the amoeba-like pulse of people.
He didn’t dance. He stood still as she slithered her way around him. An old Bon Jovi song came on, leaving her bouncing and singing along to the words. His lips twitched as she tried to get him to move against her. He liked the undulation of her hips against his thigh and her aggressive touch, but she sure as shit wasn’t getting him to dance. No matter how cute she was. He grasped a handful of her wild curls and hauled her in closer.
Doing one better, she jumped into his arms. He braced himself as her knees dug into his hips, and her arms slid around his neck. He’d started off tired and angry, and now his palms were filled with the sweet curve of her ass and the corn-silk softness of her hair teasing the backs of his hands.
She tunneled her fingernails up the back of his neck, clutching him tighter in that way that made his knees turn liquid. Christ, she was so fucking beautiful. Life and laughter lived in her warm chocolate eyes. She mouthed the words to the song.If we stand side by side, there’s a chance we’ll get by, and I know that you’ll live in my heart till the day that I die.
And when her lips found his, he wanted to believe it. He wished to God he was her man for more than just a few weeks. The whoop from the girl beside him brought reality crashing in on him. He let Kendall slide down his torso and set her gently on the floor. With his hands anchored in her hair, he took one last taste before finally letting her go.
Heavy-lidded dark eyes met his. She did an about-face and reached behind her for his hand. He twined his fingers with hers and let her lead him through the crowd. She waved at Evelyn and the other girl who were still on the table holding court.
Once they got outside, she continued to drag him along. The night air was crisp, and the moon hung nearly full and bright as a spotlight. “Is it wrong that I missed the truck?”
“Is that right?”
“I did.” She turned to hook her fingers into his other hand so they were completely tethered. “I would like to get into your truck right now and climb on your lap and fog up the windows until we can’t think.”
Not thinking sounded like a damn good idea. All he’d been doing today was thinking. It was exhausting. And here she was—simple beauty with her siren’s smile. She’d allow him to shut off and bury himself inside her without promises. He could lose himself in her until sunrise. But he wanted to give her promises, and that scared the hell out of him.
He’d been close to so few people in his life, all of them now gone save for Kain. He didn’t want to use Kendall as a scapegoat for the loneliness that had been following him around since his father’s death—and before that, if he was honest with himself.
He hit the locks on his key fob and couldn’t stop the grin when she clambered into the truck and turned to him with a come-hither finger. Her hair curled into the barely-there blouse; her nipples jutted through the filmy bra and paper-thin texture of her shirt. He climbed inside and reached up to flick the dome light off. He settled in the middle of the bench seat, then dragged her across the seat to sit on his lap.
She shivered in his arms.
“Do you want me to put the heat on?”
She shook her head and reached under his shirt, pushing it up his chest and over his head. “I’ve been thinking about this chest since I saw you this afternoon.” Her palms slid over his shoulder and across his chest. She dragged her nails through the light swirls of hair around his nipples until he hissed. She lowered her mouth to one nipple and circled the tip with her tongue. Her breath fanned across his skin, raising all the fine hairs on his arms. “Where’s the rosary?”
He groaned, trying to wrap his mind around answering such a simple question. Except she repeated the same motion over his other nipple, followed by a tiny bite, and the answer floated away.
She moved over to the middle of his chest and nosed along the ridge of muscle. “I like feeling the beads on my skin when you’re over me.”
“Fuck, Sunshine. I put it away when I’m working.”
He could feel her smile into his skin as she moved up to his clavicle to flick the little dip there before she sucked and kissed her way up his neck. “You cleaned up.”
He tipped his head back to let her have more access. “The beard was getting too thick.”
