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“I wasn’t sure which one you wanted, so I got both” He took the seat next to her “I’”

Steph downed the chaet about her poor crushed toes stuffed into silver Louboutin stilettos, it also had the effect of aze steadily He had beautiful deep blue eyes behind those black-rieeky, perfect gentleman Dave was definitely not her usual type But when he kissed her, he put heart and soul into it, and it was scorching hot She’d found that out after their first date The problem was—his hands never roa she’d gone untouched So long she was alled to herself

“Would you like to dance again?” he asked “I’s”

“That’s not saying much,” she blurted Inhibitions down, honesty up

He frowned, and she kissed that frowny face “Let’s do the no-pants boogie,” she said

At his confused expression, she esture at him Still confused The hell with subtlety “Let’s do it”

His eyes widened behind his glasses “You lanced around at the people dancing nearby “Like, right now?”

She sh the silky dark brown hair at the nape of his neck “Yes”

He tugged on his tie “But wouldn't you be more comfortable in a bed?”

Dave was so sweet, thinking of her comfort She nipped his earlobe, and he jolted

“After the reception, okay?” she whispered in his ear before she licked his earlobe and blew lightly across it He held himself very still, and she wasn’t sure if she’d pushed hireat,” she added

“That would be acceptable to me as well,” he said in a strained voice

Just then the reception got rowdy as a disco ball spun and the DJ blasted “Saturday Night Fever” by the Bee Gees She laughed, watching Bare’s antics with his John Travolta irabbed Amber and spun her onto the dance floor with him Everyone flocked to join them