reach a clear spot I turn and gently pull her into my arms. I hear her suck in her breath when her breasts brush against my chest. I feel her nipples pebble in response against me and I smile to myself. She reaches up and places her arms around my neck. She feels so good against me. I put my face next to her soft hair breathing in the light fruity scent of her shampoo.
“I like this song,” she comments quietly. I tilt my head back and look into her soft gray eyes. I want to kiss her so bad it almost hurts. I don’t even know if she likes me yet. I don’t want to press my luck. I place my cheek back against her hair and sway to the music. I hear her start singing quietly to the song.
I’m sad when the song ends but Jon is right there waiting before I even get the chance to thank her for the dance. “I see what’s going on,” he says in a low voice, with a chuckle. “You’ve thrown down the gauntlet. This means war. May the best man win,” he says, patting me on the shoulder and smiling diabolically.
“Is this dance free?” he asks Skye. I smile because the song is a fast song so he won’t get to holder her close like I did. I watch as she nods and Jon drags her onto the dance floor. I’m heading towards the bar when Trixie steps in front of me.
“Would you like to dance Sherriff?” she requests. No, I wouldn’t, but I’m nothing if not a gentleman. At least, it’s not a slow song.
“Sure Trixie,” I reply, following her back to the dance floor. I face her in the ready position for a quick two-step, making sure to hold her as far away as possible without releasing her completely. As we’re dancing I glance over and see Skye laughing and talking with Jon. At one point she even puts her hand on his chest. She looks like she’s having a good time. Jon’s really turning up the charm
I look down at Trixie’s petite 5’3 frame with her thin blonde hair, big blue eyes and freckles across the bridge of her nose. If I didn’t know she was twenty-two she could easily pass for sixteen years old. I shiver. Ugh, the thought gives me goosebumps. I can’t wait for this dance to be over. I’ve already got my eye on my next dance partner.
The song finally ends and I give Trixie a curt bow and hightail it towards my next victim. I guess Skye’s had enough of a break and heads back up to the stage to perform again. She starts off with another slow song. Perfect.
“Excuse me, ladies, would you mind if I have this dance?” I ask gallantly putting out my hand. Rose giggles and gets up from her seat and takes my hand. I lead her gingerly to the dance floor.
“You’re such a sweet young man Cooper. You know my granddaughter is single,” Rose hints in a stage whisper.
“Which one?” I ask, laughing. She shakes her head unhappily.
“Sadly, all of them, but I was referring to the one you were devouring with your eyes on the dance floor,” she replies candidly. I cough, choking on a laugh. “Oh please, a blind man can see the chemistry between the two of you,” she comments.
“Looks like she’s having a pretty good time with Jon to me,” I remark jealously. I hope she didn’t catch on to that. I look at the smirk on her face and I know she did. That’s exactly why I don’t talk that much. I give away too much when I do.
“That’s just because you don’t know what you’re looking at, but I do, and Jon’s not the one. Trust me on this,” she tells me, tapping her finger over my heart. “Thanks for the dance handsome,” she says, leaving me standing there perplexed. I didn’t even know the song had ended, but I think that will be my last dance of the night.
I look around the room for Dawn and my eyes land on her taking shots at the bar with Trixie and some of her other friends. I walk over to her at the bar. “Happy birthday, darling. I’m going to hit the road,” I inform Dawn, giving her a
“I like this song,” she comments quietly. I tilt my head back and look into her soft gray eyes. I want to kiss her so bad it almost hurts. I don’t even know if she likes me yet. I don’t want to press my luck. I place my cheek back against her hair and sway to the music. I hear her start singing quietly to the song.
I’m sad when the song ends but Jon is right there waiting before I even get the chance to thank her for the dance. “I see what’s going on,” he says in a low voice, with a chuckle. “You’ve thrown down the gauntlet. This means war. May the best man win,” he says, patting me on the shoulder and smiling diabolically.
“Is this dance free?” he asks Skye. I smile because the song is a fast song so he won’t get to holder her close like I did. I watch as she nods and Jon drags her onto the dance floor. I’m heading towards the bar when Trixie steps in front of me.
“Would you like to dance Sherriff?” she requests. No, I wouldn’t, but I’m nothing if not a gentleman. At least, it’s not a slow song.
“Sure Trixie,” I reply, following her back to the dance floor. I face her in the ready position for a quick two-step, making sure to hold her as far away as possible without releasing her completely. As we’re dancing I glance over and see Skye laughing and talking with Jon. At one point she even puts her hand on his chest. She looks like she’s having a good time. Jon’s really turning up the charm
I look down at Trixie’s petite 5’3 frame with her thin blonde hair, big blue eyes and freckles across the bridge of her nose. If I didn’t know she was twenty-two she could easily pass for sixteen years old. I shiver. Ugh, the thought gives me goosebumps. I can’t wait for this dance to be over. I’ve already got my eye on my next dance partner.
The song finally ends and I give Trixie a curt bow and hightail it towards my next victim. I guess Skye’s had enough of a break and heads back up to the stage to perform again. She starts off with another slow song. Perfect.
“Excuse me, ladies, would you mind if I have this dance?” I ask gallantly putting out my hand. Rose giggles and gets up from her seat and takes my hand. I lead her gingerly to the dance floor.
“You’re such a sweet young man Cooper. You know my granddaughter is single,” Rose hints in a stage whisper.
“Which one?” I ask, laughing. She shakes her head unhappily.
“Sadly, all of them, but I was referring to the one you were devouring with your eyes on the dance floor,” she replies candidly. I cough, choking on a laugh. “Oh please, a blind man can see the chemistry between the two of you,” she comments.
“Looks like she’s having a pretty good time with Jon to me,” I remark jealously. I hope she didn’t catch on to that. I look at the smirk on her face and I know she did. That’s exactly why I don’t talk that much. I give away too much when I do.
“That’s just because you don’t know what you’re looking at, but I do, and Jon’s not the one. Trust me on this,” she tells me, tapping her finger over my heart. “Thanks for the dance handsome,” she says, leaving me standing there perplexed. I didn’t even know the song had ended, but I think that will be my last dance of the night.
I look around the room for Dawn and my eyes land on her taking shots at the bar with Trixie and some of her other friends. I walk over to her at the bar. “Happy birthday, darling. I’m going to hit the road,” I inform Dawn, giving her a
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