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Oh, so that’s how it was.
Sonia quickly mopped up the mess between her legs. She might have temporarily shocked Brendan, but he was still so sure of himself, of getting whatever he wanted if he smiled just right.
How dare he take her time and attention for granted?
Still smiling, Brendan opened the door just enough to pass through, giving Sonia one last glance.
“You could have been anyone,” she called after him.
She thought she saw his shoulders stiffen, but he didn’t turn.
As Sonia strode to the backstage hallway to join the other dancers, she realized the sinking disappointment — about her parents, about missing Diana and Ian, about the expectations riding on this show — was gone. Adrenaline coursed through her body.
“Where were you?” Trevor demanded, turning from the mirror where he was pulling his ginger hair into a sleek bun. His white mesh tank top showed his freckled shoulders.
“Taking care of business.” Sonia beckoned the dancers close. Elena came to her side, looking nervous but excited. When all ten of them stood in a tight knot, Sonia put her arms around Trevor and Elena, whose brows knitted in surprise. Onstage, Sonia had no problem with full-body contact, but offstage, she wasn’t a toucher. The other dancers followed suit, until they were all linked.
“We’ve done good things this year. Together. This company has been more than I ever dreamed, and it’s because of you.” A lump rose in Sonia’s throat. She’d been so focused on moving forward with the dance company, she hadn’t realized until now how much the people in it meant to her. “I’m going to do everything in my power to help us survive. But whatever happens after tonight, we’re going out with a bang. We’re going to put on the best damn show this town has ever seen.”
“Um, has anyone seen Sonia?” Trevor asked the group, causing a ripple of laughter. “That frowny, pessimistic girl? ’Cause I don’t recognize this person.”
“Realistic,”Elena corrected. “Not pessimistic. We have done good things this year, and it’s because ofyou,Sonia.”
Sonia’s cheeks turned hot, especially when the other dancers clapped and cheered. Praise was hard enough to take, but public acknowledgement made her want to run away.
She waved her hands dismissively. “You made it easy. Now let’s get out there and have a good time.”
There were hugs, which left her flustered and awkward but sort of pleased. She waited in the wings, listening to the crowd hush as the lights went down. When the stage was black, she walked out with Trevor and three other dancers to take their places.
Brendan, in the front row of the audience, was burned into her mind.
He could be anyone,she told herself, as the lights came up.
5
Saturday
8:12 p.m.
Brendan shifted in his seat. He’d seen all of Sonia’s shows this year, and he’d watched this particular show twice already.
But tonight’s performance left the others in the dust.
Sonia was electric onstage, and the other dancers picked up her charge. It was like seeing a brand-new show. There were gasps from the audience as the dance reached its climax, and when it finished and the lights went out, the woman next to him whispered, “Oh myGod.”
Sonia didn’t appear in all the numbers, but she filled his mind. He’d gotten hard again as soon as she appeared on the stage, one slender muscled leg extended forward and her breasts thrust out. Now he was left with a raging erection and no idea whether she wanted to see him after the show.
She’d kissed him so eagerly, looked beyond satisfied when she swallowed his cum, orgasmed hard and fast on his fingers with desire twisting her face. He couldn’t forget the feel of her short, sweat-dampened hair or her graceful neck under his hand.
Not to be arrogant, but no girl had ever turned down an encore with him.
But this was Sonia, who’d hated him for years. This could be a blip, and she’d go right back to ignoring him.
Brendan adjusted his position, trying to ease his aching hard-on as the bouquet of stargazer lilies rustled in his lap.
The final number was torture. All the dancers were onstage, chasing and weaving, reaching out to grab but never holding each other for long. Sonia was tossed from one male dancer to another, her body twisting and arching. Was this her fantasy? Because watching it made him want to catch her and keep her.
He must be going crazy. He had no interest in keeping a girl.
