“Why does she have the euphoric look on her face?” Stella asked. “It’s creeping me out. I’ve seen that look on the faces of men who’d come into the bar and watch women dance. It’s the naked-dance face.”
“The naked-dance face?” Kara asked at the same time Heather giggled. Yep, she was about to lose it. The composure she’d maintained was about to come crashing down.
“Yes. You know, the face men get when they see a naked chick jiggling about.”
“Nick, do you have a naked-dance face?” Kara asked her mate, sounding much too intrigued.
Heather snorted when Nick sighed. “How about you let me know the first time you dance naked for me. Then you call your girls and let them know, too, since the question has just been tossed out there in front of nature, the Great Luna, and everyone.”
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