just wanted to find Baker and go home with her.
This was like finding a needle in a haystack. Thank goodness I was a patient man.
I circled the perimeter, checking the few tables and the parts of the dance floor I could see. She was nowhere to be found.
I scaled a set of stairs and pushed my way to the railing of a balcony.
Like a beacon, my eyes landed on her in the center of everything. Her hands lifted above her head and she moved with a sensuality that had me leaning closer. I couldn’t take my gaze from her. That red dress glowed under the lights. She tossed her head back as if drinking in the scene. Gathering strength or peace or maybe a little bit of both.
Guess I was wrong. This was definitely her kind of place.
My feet were moving before I realized it. Back on the main level, I snaked my way to the middle of the dance floor until Baker was in my sights. Her smile lit me up, but as I caressed down her body with my eyes, I had to get my temper in check. Hands that most definitely didn’t belong to her gripped her hips.
I closed the distance between us. Her eyes rounded when they found me before they dared me to take what I wanted.
“Easy On The Eyes,” I murmured in her ear as I slid a hand between her back and her dance partner.
I gently pried her away from him, pulling her body flush with mine. Heat streaked through me, possession hot on its heels.
A glare came at me from over her shoulder, but I had zero regrets when she relaxed in my hold. I fired a look back that left no room to doubt she was mine. The guy shrugged and started dancing with another woman nearby.
Baker’s arms hung loosely at her sides. I took her hands and twined them behind my neck. Her touch against my skin was like wildfire. I replaced my hands on her back and circled my hips, taking her with me.
“If this was what you wanted to do for roommate night, you should have said something,” I rasped, my lips ghosting the shell of her ear.
“We’re not having roommate night.” Her words came out firm, yet she yielded, her body following my lead.
“You want more than one?” I gave her a curious look and finally shrugged a shoulder. “I guess we can do that.”
She dug her nails into the back of my neck, and I hissed.
“None. I want none.”
Her chest pressed against mine, breath short and fast. I didn’t think it had a damn thing to do with the dancing.
“Aww, Easy. Don’t be that way.” She stared straight at my chest. I slid my hand up her spine until I cupped the back of her head. Livid eyes met mine. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you’re acting like you want me to ignore you.”
Indecision flickered on her face. That stung, but I got it. I’d spent the better part of two days in the push and pull of needing to get away from her and be close to her.
Our hips clashed as we moved to the beat. “That what you want, Baker? Radio silence?”
I held her so she could feel me. How much I wanted her. She gasped, a sweet, sharp sound that I heard clearly over the house music.
I leaned in and got lost for a moment as I breathed her in. She smelled delicious. Like honey. “I didn’t hear you.”
She shivered at my breath on her ear and dug her fingernails farther into the back of my neck, struggling to hang on to her sanity. Just like I was doing to mine. The woman made me crazy.
“No.” The word was a whisper, but it went straight to places I didn’t allow anyone.
“No what?” I asked huskily.
“No, I don’t want radio silence.”
I grinned, and her eyes went wary. “Good.” I ran my nose along her jaw until my lips were against her ear. “Because I couldn’t give it to you anyway.”
A little growl escaped her. I wanted to hear that again and soon. Preferably with my name attached.
I turned her so her back was to my front. Immediately, she stretched until her hands were latched around my neck. My fingers trailed down her sides, memorizing the feel of her lean body. She ground that perfect ass against me.
“You drive me crazy.”
“In a good way?” she asked saucily, pressing back into my erection.
“In every