tits popping out of her top faces me. “How are you tonight?”
“I’m doing good.” I smile and let my eyes drift down to her ample chest. “How about yourself?”
“My night was shitty until I found you,” she purrs.
“That so?”
She grabs the little straw in her drink with her tongue and sucks some of the pink liquid into her mouth. “Absolutely.”
I look back at Alaina, stupidly satisfied when I find her eyes on me. She’s still dancing, but from the hard set of her lips, she’s no longer enjoying it. One side of my mouth lifts, wondering how far I can push her.
I look back at the blonde. “That’s a shame. A pretty girl like yourself should never have bad days.”
She slides closer, making sure her tits press against my arm, her hand on my upper thigh. “How about you make my night even better?”
“Yeah?” I ask. I have zero interest in this woman, but knowing Alaina is watching, I play along. “How so?”
She smiles, her white teeth bright in the dim bar. “Oh, I’m sure we can think of something.” She licks her lips slowly, seductively, but my dick doesn’t so much as twitch. “My place isn’t too far from here.”
A year ago, I would have taken her up on her offer. The woman is beautiful with a body full of curves, mile long legs, gorgeous hair, and a mouth I’m sure could pleasure even the holiest of men. But as of late, the interest isn’t there.
Except for the sassy brunette on the dance floor.
Before I tell the blonde I’m not interested, my eyes seek out Alaina again. Anger and possessiveness slams into my chest when I spot her. Some asshole has come up to her, his hands firmly around her waist, the tips resting on her lower back. My temper rises to a boiling level when she loops her arms around his neck, pressing her breasts against his chest.
When his hands slide lower and his fingers dip way too fucking close to the curve of her ass, I slam my beer down and get off the stool. I leave the blonde behind as I stalk toward the pair. Her back is to me, so she doesn’t see me approaching. It’s probably a good thing too, because I’m sure my expression is murderous. I feel murderous. Like I want to wrap my hands around the guy’s throat and squeeze until the blood vessels in his eyes pop.
His head is bent as he says something in her ear. She laughs, and the sound grates against my nerves. When the guy lifts his head again, his eyes meet mine. They widen fractionally when he sees the intensity in my gaze.
I stop at Alaina’s back and stare the man down. When I jerk my chin up, indicating he needs to get lost, he hesitates a moment before he releases her and takes a step back. With a muttered, “Catch you later,” he takes off.
Before she has a chance to turn around, I snake my arms around Alaina’s waist and pull her flush to my chest, my hands settling on her stomach. She stiffens for a moment, but then surprises me by relaxing against me.
“You scared off my dance partner,” she says loudly over the music.
“Guess that means I should take his place.”
I begin swaying us to the soft beat of the song. She feels so goddamn good in my arms. Leaning down, I graze my nose along the side of her head, inhaling the fruity scent of her shampoo.
I dip my head closer to her ear. “You should have told me you were looking for another one-night stand. You know I’m a sure bet.”
She tenses again, and I brace for the heated blast she’s sure to deliver. But it doesn’t come. Instead, she swivels her hips in some sexy move and dips her knees slightly, sliding her lower back against my erection. A guttural groan leaves my lips when she slowly slides back up. Dipping my thumb under the edge of her shirt, I rub it along her bare skin.
“Even if I were looking for a bed partner, which I’m not, there are plenty of guys here who I’m sure could satisfy me.”
“Maybe.” I scrape my beard along the side of her neck and goosebumps appear. “But at least with me you’d know for sure.” I nip her ear and feel the vibration of her moan against my lips.
Why the hell is she fighting this when there’s no doubt she wants me as