with inexpensive items she picked up at the thrift shop.
Thanks to Hannah, Angelina had developed a few crafting notions and was handy with fabric. Unfortunately, Hannah had given up trying to teach Angelina any culinary skills. Which was a shame because Hannah was fantastic in the kitchen.
At night in her apartment, Angelina listened to the smooth sounds of her favorite Cuban band and dreamed of lying in Micah’s arms and making love to the beat of the music.
She had to admit that Julie was right about one thing. Sitting around mooning over Micah would make her crazy. She was glad Julie had talked her into going out with her and Nathan tonight.
Excitement thrummed in her blood at the prospect of dressing up, looking good and spending the night on the dance floor. She brushed her hair until it shone and spilled over her shoulders in soft waves. All the makeup she bothered with was eyeliner and a pale lip gloss.
As for clothing, she opted for hip-hugging, low-slung jeans and a tank top that bared a narrow strip of her belly. Satisfied that she looked her best, she went in search of the sandals she wanted to wear. When the doorbell rang, she hurried to answer and found Nathan and Julie waiting for her.
“Hey, girl,” Nathan said with a grin. “Julie tells me you’re going along to witness my torment.”
Angelina laughed. “It won’t be that bad, surely.”
“You’ve never seen me dance.”
She followed them out to Nathan’s truck and laughed when Nathan had to hoist both her and Julie into the cab.
“We’re swimming in testosterone,” Julie said with a groan.
“Stop giving me shit about my truck,” Nathan said goodnaturedly.
Twenty minutes later they arrived at a brightly lit club, and as soon as they opened the truck doors, the music belted over their ears.
“Hell, we haven’t even gotten inside yet,” Nathan muttered.
Julie grabbed his hand and started pulling him toward the entrance. “Stop being such a baby and come on.”
Angelina let the rhythm invade her body before they ever got through the doors. Her skin rippled and rolled with her movements.
“It’s all that Latin blood,” she hollered over the music when Julie grinned at her.
“Knock yourself out,” Julie called. “Nathan and I will be around.”
Her hips rolling and her arms up, Angelina moved into the crowd. Plenty of men danced around her, and with her, but she was careful to keep moving and not give anyone her attention for too long.
After six consecutive songs, she was breathing hard, but she hadn’t felt so energized or alive in a long time. A tap on her shoulder had her turning, and she saw Julie’s laughing face and Nathan’s resigned one.
“Come on, Angelina, let’s give Nathan a show,” Julie yelled.
“Oh hell,” Nathan said as he backed up.
Julie pulled him to her, doing a sexy shimmy down the front of his body. Angelina moved in from behind until they had him sandwiched between them.
“They’re all going to be jealous bastards,” Nathan said over the boom of the music.
“That’s the idea,” Julie yelled back with a cheeky grin.
While Angelina and Julie shook and gyrated in time with the music, Nathan sort of rotated at intervals and tried to make it look like he was dancing. Angelina grinned. He was definitely enjoying the view of Julie’s cleavage. His eyes hadn’t left her all night.
They made a striking picture, the two women moving up and down Nathan’s body in sexy, sensuous movements. More than a few people stopped and stared. After a while Nathan relaxed and got into the spirit of things. He took turns wrapping an arm around each woman’s waist, undulating his body in time with theirs.
When the music segued into the next song, Julie leaned in. “Let’s take a break.”
Angelina followed them over to one of the tall tables to the side.
“Do you ladies want a drink?” Nathan asked.
“Definitely,” Julie said.
Nathan held up a hand to motion to the waitress making her rounds.
“Order up,” he told them when the waitress came around. “My tab.”
Angelina ordered a club soda, and she couldn’t hear what Julie yelled to the waitress. Nathan ordered a beer, and they stood back to wait.
Within a few minutes, the waitress was back with their drinks, and Angelina sipped at her water while dancing in place as the music swelled around them.
They stood through two songs and then Julie hollered across the table. “Wanna go back out?”
Angelina waved them on. “You two go ahead. I’m fine here for a while.”
Julie dragged a laughing Nathan back