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“Don’t look so shocked.”
This woman has so many layers.
“I was worried this was going to put a kink in our evening, but I guess I was wrong.”
“Although Phoebe and I started out with two left feet, months of perseverance paid off. I can salsa like the best of them,” she says with a tinge of pride.
“The party is taking place at one of Cesar’s salsa clubs. You’re okay with us dropping by?”
“Absolutely!”
After enjoying our desserts, we zoomed to Cesar’s main club. He’s usually closed on Wednesday nights, so the place is packed with friends and family. Still, given his, his girlfriend’s, and the status of a few big names, security is tight. The guy spared no expense. The interior of his club is reminiscent of a flamboyant Vegas show. We arrived right before he dropped to one knee. Cesar didn’t want to wait any longer than he had to. Diana was elated and she couldn’t stop crying.
After he slipped a big ass ring on his girl’s finger, the four of us hung out for a while in one of the private lounges. A few glasses of champagne, too many desserts and a shit ton of selfies later, I weave my way through the crowd, holding onto Arianne’s hand. Cesar is about to welcome the band.
“I still can’t believe I’m here on such a big night.” Arianne shouts her comment over the music when we come to stand in front of the elevated stage. “Thank you so much for bringing me. Phoebe is going to be so jealous.”
The vivacious woman standing in front of me is a far cry from the stern, pinned-up consultant who cut me at the knee earlier today.
“One, we’re friends.”
She grins wide.
I wink. “Two, I promised a night of fun. Three, I hinted at us closing a dance floor. It doesn’t get better than Club Impacto.”
“No, it doesn’t,” she says. “Do you know how to dance salsa?” she asks. Skepticism colors her eyes before I even answer.
“While we were in rehab, Cesar challenged me. I had two left feet. With rock music, there’s more jumping around than dancing. The thing is, I don’t shy away from a challenge and I play to win!” I drive my point home with a cocksure dance move.
“I’m suitably impressed,” she says.
“Suitably?” I arch an eyebrow. “What would it take to make it just straight up, impressed?”
“Once the band starts, your ranking might improve.”
“Tough jury.” I chuckle.
She laughs.
“This night is so unlike me,” she says, looking around before settling her gaze onto mine.
“Is that a good thing?”
She pulls her lower lip between her teeth and nods. “You’re rubbing off on me.”
I cock an eyebrow. “You dirty girl.”
“I said, you’re rubbing off on me. Not you’re rubbing me off—” Her eyes grow wide and she covers her mouth. Her shock is evident.
What a slip of the tongue.
“That can be arranged,” I say.
I expect her to avert her eyes, but she doesn’t.
She holds my daring gaze and her tempting lips part.
It’s like she’s about to say something, but her brain can’t come up with anything.
