When I glanced over my shoulder, a good-looking guy stepped back but didn't remove his fingers from my hip. I took the drink from the bartender after paying him and returned my attention to the man waiting for my reply. My girlfriends hadn't noticed my absence, and I wasn't interested in whatever they had going on, so I gave him a nod and followed him to the dance floor with my vodka in hand.
The upbeat music thumped around us, and people clogged the small space, but the man who remained nameless found a spot in the center of the crowd and created a nook for us to move. I tossed back the remains of my liquor and placed the empty glass on a tray when a waitress passed by. The instant my hands were free, his found the belt loops in my jeans and snagged them with his thumbs. He pulled me cl
