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“This is great. Matthew only drank martinis. When I offered him a shot of Jack once, he blanched and acted like I’d insulted his mother. I should’ve known then and there that he was a loser.” She reached up and rearranged her hair so it was pinned up. Showing off that much more skin, she took a piece of ice out of her glass of sweet tea she’d insisted on ordering to go along with her whiskey and rolled it over her chest. “It’s hot in here. Are y’all not hot?”
I might’ve whimpered like a fucking puppy if I was a weaker man. As I watched a drop of melted ice run down her chest and disappear into her cleavage, my entire body melted and rearranged itself into a being solely focused on wanting and needing Layla.
“Pretty fucking hot, yep.” Mack cleared his throat and stood up. “I’ve gotta call about my guitar. I’ll be right back.”
I laughed as he walked away. “Coward!”
Layla shifted closer to me. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were bright. “It’s your turn to dance with me, Jones.”
I shook my head. “I don’t dance.”
“Neither does Xavier, according to him, but he did a damn fine job.” She stood up and put her hands on her hips. “If you don’t dance with me, I’ll be forced to dance alone. Do you want that?”
I could picture it in my head and I was pretty sure I did want that. I smirked up at her and she leaned over to rest her hand on the back of my chair. The move put us close together and I had to look up to avoid staring straight into her tits. “Can I help you?”
She smiled and moved even closer until her mouth was next to my ear. “I’m a little tipsy already and I really love dancing. Are you sure you don’t want to dance with me?”
I gripped her hips and held her tighter than I should’ve. “I don’t dance, honey. And if you rubbed against me like you did X, we’d both leave the dance floor a little embarrassed.”
She let out a breath that ghosted over my neck. “I doubt you’d be embarrassed.”
“You’re right. I don’t want to scandalize you, Firecracker.”
She leaned back and held my stare. “It seems Mack isn’t the only coward.”
I ground my teeth together as she stood up and spun around, letting her skirt fly up around her thighs as she did. She had thicker thighs. I wanted to sink my teeth into them and she was pushing me. I looked over at Xavier and shook my head. “Goddamn.”
He nodded back. “Yeah. I almost fucking came in my pants. She’s a weapon of mass destruction.”
Layla strolled out onto the middle of the dance floor and did another spin to face us. Then she proved to me that she didn’t need a dance partner to make me harder than stone. She moved sensually all on her own, running her hands up and down her body as she twisted and dipped low. X wasn’t wrong. Shewasa weapon of mass destruction. It just happened to be my control that she was making a joke out of.
7
Layla
Istumbledontothebus ahead of the guys and laughed when I lost my shoe and went down on one of the couches. “Shit. I’m fine. That’s not being drunk. That’s just clumsiness. Promise.”
Xavier helped me sit up and settled on the couch next to me. Without needing me to hint that my feet hurt, he pulled them into his lap and began massaging them after taking off my one remaining shoe. “You were limping.”
I groaned as his giant hands dug into my arches and let my head fall back. “How has no one snatched you up yet, Xavier? You’re a god.”
He chuckled quietly. “Now Iknowyou’re drunk.”
“I’m tipsy. There’s a difference.” I let him massage my feet for a little bit longer and then I sighed. “Okay. I should get my bag and head back to my car.”
“You’re not driving in your state.” Jones looked up from where he was shuffling a deck of cards. “Not an option.”
“I wasn’t going to drive. I’m going to sleep there. I canceled the room I’d booked for my weekend with Matthew but there were no other rooms left. It’s fine.” I pulled my feet off of Xavier and stood up. “I’m a strong, independent, slightly tipsy woman. I can do anything I set my mind to. Plus, I was raised in the country. I can hogtie a man while blindfolded. Probably. It’s been a while since I tried. Grandma put me in the 4H club after my parents died and I also raised a pig named Bimbo, so I don’t know how well those skills translate to real life for me.”
“That’s a lot of information at once.” Mack drank from a cold bottle of water that suddenly looked better than any of them. “You’re not sleeping in your car, though.”
I inched my way towards him. “Yeah, yeah, whatever you say. Do you have another bottle of water?”
“Depends. Are you going to sleep in your car tonight?”
I frowned. “I could say no, but I’d be lying. I don’t like to lie, Mack.”
“You’ll stay here. We have the extra space for you. You’ll be safe here.” He saw me start to argue and waved the water in my face. “We have water.”
