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“More like bribe hied at the fitted waist of her dress She’d have shown up in jeans and a T-shirt if she could have

Ford glanced over his shoulder, his eyes pro retribution for my love snub I welco out his arala

Bypassing our table, he led me out onto the dance floor One hand traced the sht

“I knohat you’re doing,” he whispered into lided across the dance floor with other couples as the band played a classical cover of Coldplay’s “Viva La Vida”

“What a?”

“You’re holding out on saying you love me too to keep me distracted and to make raphers, and being in a room of a couple hundred people” His words caressed the shell ofere there instead of at home

“If you knohat I’ht at the hungry look in his eyes

“You do that anyway No o out of my mind if I can’t talk to you, touch you, taste you”

I bit my bottom lip

He pulled back and stared intoacross the floor “But two can play at these galossy lips, and I wanted to devour his minty ones

The song ended, and he ledits spot on ed across my skin in insistent circles, the sa, and unable to remember my name

My clit throbbed, and I bit my lower lip He pulled out the chair for , unable to move

“You okay?” he whispered against h my body

I nodded, sweeping the back ofon the navy-covered chair

“Your napkin fell” He crouched down and picked up the folded navy fabric on the floor Dropping his hand, he stared into my eyes, and a shiver raced down my spine He picked up the napkin and used that as an excuse to brush the backs of his fingers along my ankle, which rapped in the thin straps of my heels