instant rush of heat to my cheeks.
“What do you do, Luke?” I asked, hoping to shift the subject off of Truitt.
“I’m a deputy sheriff for Kendall County.”
A cop. There was something hot about that. “Well, thank you for your service, sir.”
He winked, and I wanted it to make my stomach dip, but it didn’t.
Damn it.
“Luke, you should really ask Saryn to dance,” Natalie said. “I need a bit more time to recover. I’m so out of shape.”
Turning to look my way, Luke raised his brow in question. “What do you say, like to take a spin around the dance floor?”
This was it. The moment I was officially moving on from my divorce. Could I honestly hook up with a guy for a night of meaningless sex? That I wasn’t sure about, but a little bit of personal contact would be nice. And Luke was for sure giving me signs he was interested.
“I’d love to dance, thank you.”
He stood, reached for my hand, and led me to the dance floor. A Chris Young song played as Luke expertly drew me close to him as we started to two-step. For the first time in a long time I felt a little reckless. Free. Like a girl who was finally able to enjoy herself.
And tonight, I had every intention of enjoying myself to the fullest.
Truitt
LUKE BARNES WAS dancing with Saryn, and I didn’t want that to bother me as much as it did. Why should I care who she was dancing with? But when I first looked over and saw her standing there, staring at me with a beer in her hand, that old familiar feeling of want and desire rushed through my body.
“Truitt, if you glare at Luke any harder, you’re going to burn a hole right through him.”
Shay’s voice pulled my gaze off of Luke and Saryn. “Don’t be ridiculous.”
She raised a brow. Shay Barnes probably knew me better than I knew myself. We’d had a off and on friends-with-benefits thing going for the last couple of years. Neither of us were looking to settle down or get into any sort of relationship. I’d known Shay since high school, she was a friend and one of the few people who knew I had once upon a time had a thing for Saryn. She was someone I could trust. And someone I could fuck and walk away from the next morning knowing she wasn’t after my money or a ring.
“She’s a client and Ryan’s sister.”
Shay glanced back over. “No old feelings coming back?”
“Don’t be ridiculous,” I said, then spun Shay and did a little dip. When she came back up, she took another peek over at Saryn and Luke.
“She’s a client. Is that all, Truitt?”
“Yes, that’s all.”
Shay left the subject alone, for which I was grateful. I wasn’t exactly sure what my feelings were toward Saryn. She’d ignited something inside of me years ago that never fully died out. Hell, every woman I ever tried to date I compared to her. I’d woken up with my cock in my hand more than once, with her as the star in my dreams.
I was having a hard time trying to figure out what I was exactly feeling for Saryn. Hence the reason I called Shay earlier tonight. It had been way too long since I’d hooked up, and I wasn’t in the mood for a one-night stand. I rarely did those any more, and honestly hadn’t really had that many. Shay was a safe place to go. Both of us had an understanding that if either of us ever found ourselves in a relationship, this thing we had together was over and we would both walk away friends. We’d stayed true to it. Shay had met someone last year, dated him for a while, and when it turned out he was cheating on her, she found herself at my house in the middle of the night. We didn’t have sex then, we simply talked. She was more than a fuck buddy, she was truly a friend.
After a few hours of dancing with Shay, talking to other friends, and trying not to pay attention to what Saryn was doing, I sat at a table and watched as Luke walked out of the dance hall, his hand on Saryn’s lower back. She had stopped, said something to her brother, then left. The fact that Ryan didn’t stop her from leaving with the guy pissed me off. I knew she wasn’t a little girl anymore, but was