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concentrating on Savannah, on the skintight dress she wore and the way it hiked up on her legs
whenever she raised her arms over her head and swiveled around in a fast circle. She got his blood
pumping, and when the next song slowed things down, he couldn t resist sliding his arm around her
and drawing her close.
She narrowed her gaze at him and gave him a wary look, but he figured she must like dancing
because she didn t walk away. Instead, she flung an arm around his neck and slid close, but still kept
her distance. It made him want to grab her and feel her body touching his.
You are dangerous, Peaches.
We re just dancing here, Cole. Don t read anything into it.
Not reading anything. This is just business.
Of course it is.
They were both lying. She shifted her hips, her body inches from his crotch.
Tempting. Oh so tempting. And his dick was getting hard.
Savannah was a smart woman. She had to notice, so he put his hands on her hips and swung her out,
this time making sure when he pulled her back, he tugged her close.
She immediately pulled away, creating that inch or so of space between them.
It didn t help, because she knew how to move, and when she turned her back to him and swayed her
hips to the music, he broke into a sweat.
She might not be grinding against him, but he still felt her.
Christ. Maybe she was deliberately torturing him, or maybe this was her way of telling all his
friends to fuck off by the way she danced with him. Either way, he was hard as steel and his balls
were throbbing.
If they were alone he d know exactly what to do. He d wrap his arm around her waist and pull her
against him, then slide his hands up to her sweet, full breasts, cup them until her nipples hardened,
pull the top of her dress down, then turn her around so he could taste her sweet mouth. When he had
his fill of kissing her, he d move down and suck on her nipples until she moaned. He d strip her down
and lay her on his bed so he could lick her pussy and make her come. And then
Yeah. The direction of his thoughts wasn t helping his erection. Fortunately, the song ended and
another one started up.
Mind if I take over?
One of his club friends Sheila stepped in front of Savannah.
Savannah half turned and met Cole s gaze for a fraction of a second before she turned to Sheila and
smiled. He s all yours. I need a breather anyway.
Hey, wait, Cole said. But Savannah had already disappeared into the crowd.
So maybe the signals he d gotten had been all in his head, because she d sure walked away easily
enough.
SAVANNAH WATCHED THE WOMEN SQUEAL WITH JOY AS Cole was swallowed up by sequins, spandex,
miles of legs, and a lot of hair.
She could tell from the look on his face when she d walked away that he d been confused, then
angry. With her. She wasn t sure what she d done wrong. She d told him from the outset that she
wanted to observe and nothing more, but he d acted affronted when she d wandered off to sit and
watch instead of interacting with him.
It wasn t her fault she didn t want to act like his date. She wasn t his date.
He d wanted to dance. She d danced. And maybe the dance might have gotten a little hot maybe
she d been more than affected by being so close to him, but she d kept her distance.
And okay, that whole distance thing had been difficult, especially when he d tugged her against
him, and she d felt how hard he was everywhere. It had been tempting to stay there, to run her hands
over his broad shoulders, to test his abs and see if they were as real as the photos she d seen.
But she d been good. She d walked away. And when another woman had wanted to cut in, it had
been fine with her. She wasn t the least bit interested in Cole Riley. That other girl could have him.
So could those other six women with skinny bodies and big boobs. And from the way they were all
playing grab-ass on the dance floor, they certainly all wanted him. He hadn t even bothered to look
back at her. For all he knew, she could have left by now.
Not that she was jealous. She was here to watch his behavior to do her job.
Yeah, you did a fine job ogling his erection on the dance floor, Savannah.
Ignoring her thoughts, she watched Cole in the middle of the half-dozen-girl sandwich. Really,
were some of them even old enough to be in this club? Cole was& hmm& close to thirty? If that
brassy redhead was twenty-one, then Savannah was a Yankee. And even if the girl was twenty-one
barely he was still too old for her.
Me-ow, Savannah.
Oh, shut up. She was merely making an observation.
You ll never have him.
Savannah dragged her gaze away from the dance floor. Lulu stood next to her, arms folded, a smug
smile on her face.
Excuse me?
Lulu nodded toward the dance floor. Cole. You ll never have him.
Oh, honey. I don t want him.
Lulu seemed at a loss for words for a few seconds. Then what are you doing here with him?
Savannah gave her a sweet smile. None of your business.
The woman leaned in. Everything about Cole is my business.
Apparently not, or he would have told you what I was doing here with him.
Lulu s lips tightened. She stared back at Cole like a jealous lover.
Another one Cole was clueless about. He needed to pay attention to his women.
You re in love with him?
Lulu shot her a glare. I am not.
Sweetie, you need to do a better job of disguising your feelings. It s written all over your face.
I don t know what you re talking about. He s just my friend and I hate that these girls throw
themselves at him.
When you d rather he throw himself at you?
No. No. He s nice to them. Too nice. He doesn t see that they re using him. I just want to protect
him.
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