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A guy appears at the end of the table with what looks like a wooden church collection box. He gives Lincoln a fist pump as Hannah and Ruby drop dollar bills into the cut-out slot on top of the offering box.
Unable to move or watch, Hannah finds my clutch and makes my donation for me.
I’d happily pay triple.
Almost at the end, the gritty beats of the song are lowered slightly and the deejay thanks everyone for the donations and informs them this week it’s going to the local charity to help homeless veterans. I should have donated more.
Lincoln sits up and leans forward. “Two more songs to do. You can donate later, naughty girl.” His eyes drop to my cleavage. “Does that zipper work?”
“Yes.” I smirk.
“All the way down to the hem?”
“Uh-huh.” I lean forward. “You can zip it off me later. I’m so turned on right now.” I wiggle against the seat, trying to relieve the pressure I feel building between my thighs. If only we were alone.
“That so?” He licks his lips, his gaze dropping to my mouth.
I tilt my body toward his.
He rests his elbows on his knees.
“This is the perfect height for you to fuck my cleavage, Lincoln.”
His chest rises and falls and his eyes turn black. “Aw, fuck. Grab my jeans. You are making me hard, and that’s not appropriate here.” He clenches his eyes shut.
I pass him his sopping jeans. “Later.”
“That’s a promise.” He covers his crotch with the wet denim. “Now behave for the rest of the evening. You are coming home with me.”
“I can’t.”
“Why not?” He raises an eyebrow questioningly.
“Because I have to get back for Pom-pom. You’re coming home with me.”
His lips curl into a smile. “I finish at eleven. It’s a quick shift because we only dance until then.”
My heart leaps with joy at the prospect of him spending another night with me.
“Perfect.”
“You two are so hot together.” Hannah interrupts our moment. “I’m Hannah, by the way.” She shakes his hand as Lincoln continues to cover his hard-for-me cock with the other.
“You are ripped.” Ruby counters as she examines Lincoln’s brawny body. “Can you get us more drinks?” She gives him a flirty finger wave. “I’m Ruby, by the way.”
Lincoln spins around on his ass cheeks and leaps off the table. “Coming right up. Same again?”
Hannah tilts her head, checking out Lincoln’s abs. “Yes, please, sir.”
I give Hannah a nudge, making her jolt.
“Girls. Nice to meet you.” He winks, runs his fingers through his wet hair, and strides toward the bar.
Our eyes follow his otherworldly physique until he’s out of sight. The pair of them whip their heads around to me.
“I honestly did not know he was going to be here.” I raise my glass to my lips.
They continue to fire a dozen questions at me at a million miles per hour. From how old he is, to does he have any friends, how many times he works out a week, and how did he get that body? They are relentless.
