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CHAPTER FOURTEEN
PAYTON
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I dance for hours.
Or at least it feels like it. Silly Theodore finally cut in, and I decided his harmless flirting was overshadowed by his excellent dancing. Although I had to slap his hand away from creeping closer to my ass at one point. We both laughed it off.
Then Ward returned after dancing with Alexandra, who sent me a friendly wave as we waltzed past one another.
Looks like Knox spoke to her, and she is fine with me being here.
Whew!
“Well, well, well.” Ward winks. “That took longer than I expected.”
I open my mouth to ask what he means when I feel a hot presence behind me.
“I’m cutting in,” Knox says darkly, and I feel his warm breath on my neck, sending shivers through me.
“Actually, son, you’re supposed to ask.” Ward drops his eyes to mine. “Would you like to change partners or stay spinning around on the dance floor with me? Ladies’ choice.”
“Cut it out,” Knox growls, and places his hands on my hips and turns me.
I glance between the handsome father and son duo and spot the tension on Knox’s face. He’s not happy and I don’t want to antagonize him. It will make working with him even more intolerable.
“I would love to dance with you,” I say, breathless at the thought of this gorgeous man holding me in his arms.
I’ll just have to do my best not to show it.
Ward takes my hand and smiles cheekily as he kisses the back of it, then lifts his eyes to Knox and in a deep, commanding but low voice says, “Make sure she gets home safe.”
“Fuck's sake,” Knox grumbles and takes me in his arms as his father leaves.
Oh, lord. Our lower bodies connect, and it sends sparks of arousal through me, causing me to gasp. I try to hide my reaction by glancing behind him, but I’m sure it’s obvious.
“Eyes up, sweetheart,” his raspy voice says.
And my god, my body responds immediately.
“Good girl.”
Holy hell.
He can’t say things like that. My panties would be on fire right now, except I’m not wearing any.
And that just exasperates things.
Knox’s hand slides lower down my back as he skillfully guides me around the floor. He’s as good as his father.
“You dance well,” I say, looking to break this spell I’m under.
“We’re leaving after this.” His dark eyes drop to mine.
