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“Really? We’re drinking to Flow?”
“Work with me,” she said.
He clinked glasses and tried to swallow a mouthful without tasting it. He just barely resisted a shudder. “Now, we dance.”
She led him out into the throng of people on the dance floor. The music was loud, but the song was familiar. He hoped he didn’t look like someone was electrocuting him as he jumped and danced with her. She kept bouncing into him and that was all good. A slower song with a grinding beat came on and he got to hold her against him. That was even better.
“I need more champagne,” she said after the song. Her face was flushed, and her nipples were clearly outlined against her dress.
If he stayed out here any longer, he’d have to dump the ice bucket down his pants. So he followed her back up to the table. She sat down in a graceful heap, while he grabbed a water from the fridge next to the booth.
“Where did that come from?” She craned her neck to see where he pulled it out of.
Bastien handed it to her and got another. “Perks of being a VIP.”
“It’s my first time,” she admitted, tanking half the water bottle.
“A virgin, huh?”
“Touched for the very first time...today.”
They finished their waters, but he didn’t want to go back on the dance floor. He wanted to spend the rest of the night talking with her.
She gathered her thick hair up into a ponytail and twisted it up to the top of her head. Fanning her neck, she said, “I wish I was a delicate little flower that glistened when she perspired. Instead, I sweat like a warthog.”
His bark of laughter surprised even him. When was the last time he’d laughed aloud? This was a great beginning to his first vacation in over two years. It was almost worth having Jace marry his little sister.
“I think you sweat divinely,” he said.
“Very gallant of you to say so.” She helped herself to more champagne and offered him a glass.
“I should stick with water for the time being.”
“Are you the designated driver?”
“No, I’m here alone.”
“What a shame. Me, too. I mean, I had my friend here, but she ditched me to get laid. I can’t really blame her.”
“I blame her. It’s bros before hoes. Or in your case, I guess it would be sisters before misters?”
“Chicks before dicks.”
“Yeah, she shouldn’t have left you all alone ripe for the picking of any urban predator.”
“You make me sound like a gazelle. I thought I told you I was a warthog.”
“A divine warthog.”
“Exactly. Well, luckily I have a knight in shining armor to protect me from the club lions or club tigers.”
“Or club bears,” he said.
“Oh my,” they said together.
“It’s a little scary that we’re right on the same page,” he said.
She nodded. “You’re weird, but you’re my kind of weird.” She took his hand and kissed the back of it.
