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His lips twist as he huffs and leaves.
I give Stephanie a thankful glance that she answers with a nod, obviously knowing that my complaints weren’t in vain. We continue watching the dancing crowd until Philippe comes back, practically jumping and with his eyes gleaming. He definitely got laid or got high. Or both.
“Let’s dance,mes belles.”
Stephanie stands. “I’m always game for some twerking.”
Philippe teasingly slaps her ass. “Work it,bébé.”
“I’ll just watch from here.” I smile.
“No way. You didn’t come all the way here to sit like a statue,chérie.” Philippe says as he and Stephanie drag me downstairs despite my protests. I move slowly, trying not to put pressure on my foot.
Philippe twirls me, then Stephanie, and then they both shake their asses, inviting me to join. I just laugh at the scene, feeling a bit lighthearted by simply watching them. They can be so fun together. No wonder they’ve had such perfect chemistry working with each other all these years.
I’m still not comfortable with the dancing, however, so I shout over the music, “I’m going to grab a drink!”
“Hurry back!” Philippe calls out.
I nod, even though I actually intend to go back upstairs and watch them make fools out of themselves. But as soon as I get there, I regret it.
The place is empty except for two ballerinas who are making out in the back booth, groping each other’s breasts. But that’s not what makes me want to bolt.
It’s Ryan.
He’s waiting for me at the sofa where we were seated when we got here.
His eyes are wrong. I don’t know what is it about them, but I dislike what I see in there. I turn to go downstairs and rejoin Philippe and Stephanie, but he grabs me by the arm and pulls me back so hard, I slam against his chest.
“What the hell, Ryan?”
“I thought you didn’t want to dance, but you did it so well just now.”
I try to wiggle my wrist from his hold. “Let me go.”
“Or what?”
“Or I’ll scream.”
He covers my mouth with his palm and pulls me to him, rubbing his erection against my stomach as he forces me to move with him. “Now, you won’t.”
“Mfahhm…” I attempt to scream against his hand.
“It’s just a fucking dance, Lia. Stop being a goddamn snob and do it.”
I don’t want to do it, because the way he’s looking at me doesn’t seem like it’s just a dance. The feel of his hard-on is even more disturbing than earlier.
“You’re such a fucking cocktease. Did you know that?”
“Mmmfop!” He’s still keeping me from talking, so I try to kick him, but he pulls away at the last second and steps on my foot, the sole of his shoe nearly crushing my bones.
“Ahhhhh!” I scream into his palm.No, no, no…
“Do that again and I will break your fucking legs, Lia. You’ll be good, won’t you?”
I nod, tears of both desperation and pain clinging to my lids.
“You’re going to come with me, nice and easy.”
