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The way his dick fought to break through the front of his jeans proved it.
Isaac stood behind her.
There's only one way to be sure.
Leaning down, over her shoulder, a cool, melon scent filled his nose.
Fuck, she smells good.
Another painful twitch in his pants did him in. Full to the brim lusting for whoever she was, wanting to give her whatever she wanted and not giving a damn that it didn't make sense, Isaac said without another thought, "Hello, Blondie."
???
Blondie?
The name should have pissed her off. If anyone else had said it, it would have. But the silky, dark voice over her shoulder could have said anything and she still would have become a puddle of goo clinging for dear life to a gelatin skeleton.
As soon as she was sure her legs could manage it, Katie pivoted expecting to come face to face with the owner of that voice. Instead, she came nose to mother-hulking chest threatening to rip through a Tau Gamma Psi T-shirt.
"Hello, Muscles," she said fighting the urge to touch the Greek letters and consequently, the muscles underneath as she trailed her eyes lazily to his face.
Dear, God. Katie wasn’t short but he had to be close to six-four.
And what a nice face. Complete with stormy-blue eyes she would have been content to drown in.
The music shifted, somehow louder than before. Not ideal conditions for talking without looking like a gap-mouthed lunatic.
She'd been ready to fileconversationin the circular bin when Muscles bent down and put his prickly, chiseled jaw against her cheek. "Not seen you here before."
Oh, that fucking voice.
Even fighting with the blaring music, it melted in her ear—pooled between her legs.
Despite the overwhelming heat in the house from the shoulder to shoulder people and the added heat flushing through her veins, goosebumps danced over Katie's skin.
Hoping she tuned into an appropriate volume and successfully hid the tremor in her voice, Katie finally responded. Also doing her damnedest to sound half as hot as he did. "Because I've never been here before."
His cheek firmed against hers. With a smile in his voice, he said, "Allow me to show you what you've been missing."
Large hands gripped her. Nearly all the way around her waist. Her breath caught in her throat and her arms instinctively wrapped around his shoulders as he lifted and her feet left the ground.
Katie's heart raced. Panic spread through her chest as he slid his hands down her hips, to her thighs, before spreading them and forcing her legs around his waist.
If he hadn't already figured out how his voice had affected her, he would know as soon as the river, once dammed by her thighs, soaked through his shirt.
Damn it. I should have worn jeans.
Muscles' eyes widened for a moment then relaxed as a wicked smile curled into his cheeks.
He knows.
If his smile hadn’t been enough of a clue, the sparkle in the dark sea of his eyes certainly was.
Katie's cheeks burned with shame. She wiggled wanting to get away—to find a dark corner and disappear.
But then he gripped the bend in her hips, held her still and in time to the music rolled his own hips up to meet her and...
Holy shit!
