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I made my way back to my own group, and before saying a word to anyone else, went to the bar and signaled to the bartender.
“Two shots,” I said. “Doubles.”
A little time passed as the boys and I drank and enjoyed the atmosphere of the quickly filling bar. Apparently, word had spread to the greater Murdock area, and people who generally didn’t drop by were coming in. I specifically saw a teetotaling preacher I remembered from my youth making an appearance.
Yet, the entire time, the only thing I really paid any attention to was Mallory. Time did her well. Her confidence shined. She was so pretty, so interesting, so drop dead sexy, that it was all I could do to pretend not to be obsessed with her. I thought I was playing it pretty cool when Marcus, who had been going on and on about his college baseball career and whether he was going to get drafted in the next summer draft, noticed I wasn’t paying attention.
“Hey, did you hear me?” he asked.
“What?” I asked, tearing my eyes away from Mallory by force. She was standing up with her friends, and I wanted to see where they were going. If they were heading out, I was going to go out there too and see if I couldn’t find a way to get a little more time with her.
“I said I got two calls, both from Chicago. But I don’t know, man. I don’t like deep dish pizza, you know?” he asked, taking a big swig.
“Are you telling me,” I said, the absurdity of his comment sinking in, “that you are willing to base the future of your career on whether you like the type of pizza they have?”
“You aren’t?” he asked. “By the way, what kind of pizza do they serve in Montreal?”
I was dumbfounded for an answer and was saved by the face that appeared over his shoulder.
“You boys mind if we join you?” the girl asked. She was standing beside Mallory, who was looking at me with widened eyes.
“Sure,” I said. “I’m buying. What can I get you ladies?”
“Ooh, how gentlemanly,” the girl said, turning back to Mallory for a moment. “I’m Tessa. This is my friends Kat and M—”
“Mallory,” I said. “We know each other.”
“Really?” both Tessa and Marcus said at the same time.
“High school,” Mallory said. “I’ll have a beer.”
My eyebrows rose, and I grinned.
“A beer? A beer for the birthday girl,” I said.
“I’ll have a Sex on the Beach,” Tessa said, her attention falling to Marcus.
“Me too,” Kat said, coming up on his other side. Either they were really comfortable with each other or were preparing for battle. I didn’t know which, but I was pretty sure Marcus wasn’t going to have a problem with either. I was just happy I wouldn’t have to chase after Mallory, although I would have in a heartbeat.
I ordered the drinks, and the girls melded with our group. As midnight approached, there were more breaks between singers where the DJ would play dance music, and it wasn’t long before I’d had enough liquor to give me the liquid courage to make a move.
“Mallory, would you like to dance?” I asked.
“Sure,” she said cheerily. Behind us, as we made our way to the floor, I could hear Tessa jump at the chance to ask Marcus before Kat could. They followed us, and soon the floor was full of people.
The music was loud and thumping, and the lights were dark and contrasting, flashing with the beat as Mallory and I were pushed closer and closer by the crowd. Our eyes were buried into each other’s, and neither of us could have wiped the smiles off our faces with a sandblaster. Her body was so close, touching mine and grinding as the music got more intense.
She turned her back and pressed her body against me, and I felt like I might lose control. The smell of her hair filled my nostrils, and her ass brushed and wiggled against my center. My cock twitched and thickened in my boxers, and as I pulled her tighter against me by her hips, it molded to the place between her ass cheeks.
Things were getting hot and heavy, and sweat was beading on my neck. But the dance music was coming to an end, and I wasn’t going to have much more of a chance to make a bigger move. As she turned back to face me, I pulled her tight so her breasts were pushing into my chest and dipped my head.
“Happy birthday,” I whispered, just inches from her lips.
The kiss was soft at first and then deeper, our tongues dancing together. My hands slid to her ass and squeezed, pulling her tight. It felt so wrong to do it right there and then on the dance floor smack dab in the middle of our hometown but I didn’t care one bit. Then the music stopped and we separated, grinning widely. She took my hand as we headed back to the group, and I drank an entire glass of water in an effort to cool down.
“I think it’s time to get going,” Kat said as we stood around the bar just a minute or two later.
“Aw,” I said, “not yet. It’s barely past one.”
