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“Are you about ready to go?” he asked as he leaned over and whispered in her ear.
Turning toward him, she gave him her sexiest smile and leaned into his body. She wanted it to appear like they were going home to have the best sex either of them had ever experienced.
And yet they were each going home to their empty beds.
“Yes,” she whispered. “But first one last dance.”
A grin spread across his face, and when she stood, she noticed that Norma Jean was glaring at her like she’d like to take her outside and rumble in the parking lot.
Smiling at the woman, she and Adrian waltzed, but when the music ended, a soft, slow ballad came on that they danced up close and personal. This was the kind of dance that could get you in trouble. This was the kind of dance that made you think about things the preacher warned of. This was the kind of dance that made her think about a relationship with this man she’d known all her life.
They had been friends since they were six years old. Since the day her mother moved out of an abusive relationship and into the Landry’s home to cook, clean, and watch over their children.
Adrian’s mother had been expecting baby number six and they had all been hoping for a little girl. Instead, Garth arrived as vocal then as he was today.
The feel of Adrian’s big, strong arms around her and her own arms around his neck warmed her body. She felt every square inch of him snug against her own, except for his manly bits. Those he had pulled back and disappointment filled her.
This was not real. And being held like this only reminded her of the many reasons why she was still single. These moments were great. Those that led to breakups were why she had decided marriage wasn’t meant for her.
First, her father. Then her college boyfriend. And finally, a man she dated in law school. No, men were not for her. They were liars and cheaters who promised and never delivered.
With a sigh, she was glad she and Adrian were just friends. Nothing more and she would need to remind herself of that on nights like tonight.
The music ended and she felt herself being leaned back in his arms and then his mouth covered hers.
The feel of his full lips covering her own, his tongue slipping in between her teeth, and the way he took control gave the ballroom audience the spectacular kiss that would have the gossips filling the local airways of how the ball had ended tonight for one couple.
When he finally ended the kiss, she lay in his arms dumbfounded. She’d been faked kissed before but nothing like this. Nothing that had heat spiraling through her straight to her center. Her lady bits clenched and sang the blues because they were going home alone.
What the hell were they doing?
“Get a room,” a couple said as they walked past them.
“Thank you, we will,” he replied as he lifted her to her feet and the room spun around crazily.
That kiss she’d not been prepared for. But she’d gotten the reaction she wanted.
“Let’s get your coat and purse and go,” he said, taking her by the hand.
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Did I do all right on that final kiss?”
What in the hell was she supposed to say? Even now she was still reeling from the feel of his lips and the touch of his body against hers.
A little giggle escaped her.
“Yes,” she said. “Any better and it would have to be real.”
It felt odd to be critiquing his kiss, and yet, they were both trying so hard to mislead the gold diggers. Only problem was what if they entrapped themselves?
A smile crossed his face and they arrived at the table.
“Goodnight,” they said.
“Wait,” Norma Jean said. “Madison, we should have lunch sometime soon. Catch up and find out what’s going on in each other’s lives.”
The woman was fishing. She wanted to try to glean information from Madison about her relationship with Adrian. Not happening.
