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Twenty guys surged toward the door. “What about you, Lucy?” Justin stopped in front of me, his giant blue eyes catching and holding mine. “You want to go out and have some fun?”
“Oh, no. I couldn’t.” I motioned at Dad. “I need to pick up my daughter.”
Dad grabbed his scarf and wound it around his neck. “Abigail can stay with us tonight.” He grinned easily at Justin. “You should go out and enjoy yourself.”
“Dad…” I should argue, fight harder against the pull of attraction stringing me closer to Justin. But damn it, I wanted to go out, maybe have a drink. I wanted to let myself be twenty-five for one night. No consequences. No repercussions.
“Yeah.” Justin stayed put, but the low timbre in his voice shot straight through me. “Come with us. Blow off a little steam. It’ll be good for you.” He said the last bit too low for Dad to hear.
Dad was already on his way out the door with the rest of the team. “We’ll see you in the morning for breakfast, Lucy. Have fun tonight.”
Just like that? I expected him to pop back in any second and tell me he was joking. He’d warned me not to fraternize with the team, and now he gave me permission to go out and party with them? Maybe he didn’t fully understand what the invitation meant, but I did.
Lennox held open the door. “Well, this just got more interesting.”
“You can ride with me.” Justin jingled his keys.
“No way.” I did have some common sense. I retrieved my keys and walked backward to my car. “Tell me where to meet you.”
“How do we know you’ll show?” Justin prowled toward me, his steps languid. Like he had all night.
I shrugged one shoulder and popped the lock on the driver’s side door. “Guess you’ll have to trust me.”
Lennox shouted the address, and I slammed the door after nodding that I’d heard. The bar wasn’t too far, and I made my way there without incident. Justin rode with Lennox and Zachary in a sleek Lexus. Lennox drove, and I found the contrast of Lennox owning a luxury sedan intriguing.
Justin hopped out of the car before the others and jogged across the parking lot to open my door. “You didn’t bail.” He winked and propped his forearms on the doorframe. “Good. You won’t regret it.”
“Easy.” I stood and the move brought my chest within an inch of his arms. “No one likes a pushy guy. I’m here for a drink. Maybe a little dancing.”
Justin held up both hands and walked backward with the same grace he showed on the ice. “You got it. I’m a great dancer.”
I bet he was. I didn’t even mind his little invasion of personal space. But I couldn’t let him get the idea that I’d fall into bed with him without so much as a hello.
I’d done that once and gotten Abigail. Pretty good trade, in my opinion. I wouldn’t give up my daughter for anything in this world. And I’d made damned sure she didn’t suffer because of my actions.
Rock music pumped from the jukebox when we entered the bar. Most of the team were already in a back corner, taking up every table available. Beer bottles filled one table, and a woman in a white apron worked to clear them while another brought a fresh round.
“What’ll you have?” Justin hooked his thumb toward the bar. “I’m grabbing drinks if you want to go with Lennox and Zachary to find a table.”
“Just a beer.” I didn’t follow Lennox but made my way around the edge of the bar where I could observe before diving in. I had a decision to make, and I needed to make it right now before my head was too clouded. There were two potential outcomes for tonight. I could leave here alone, or I could leave with Justin.
He’d given me all the signals I needed to show he was interested. I had no doubt he’d ask before the night was over. It would be sex. Nothing more. Sex with Justin would be a big step up from my vibrator. I needed that release more than I cared to admit.
Lennox and Zachary chose a table in the middle of the room and sat. Justin weaved his way through the crowd, four beers tucked between his fingers. When he reached the table, his head jerked around as he scanned the room. His eyes found mine and he left the table. Every stride in my direction held purpose and an absolutely outrageous sex appeal. Justin was cocky and a little vain, but he was also sweet.
He stopped in front of me and held out my beer.
I checked the cap. Still sealed. “Do you dance?” I twisted off the cap and took a long pull.
Justin’s arms wound around my waist, and he pulled me close enough to feel the outline of his cock pressed tight against his zipper. “I’m an amazing dancer.”
I sucked in a breath and tried to calm my racing heart. The feel of him pressed so close made the hunger worse. His hands spanned my back, and he swayed side to side, brushing his hips over mine.
It was ridiculous and corny and everything that I always tried to avoid because it meant that it wasn’t real. But tonight, it was exactly what I needed.
His cheek touched mine, and his breath eased over my ear. “You want to go back to my place?”
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