“Julia, can Yvonne join in? She used to do ballroom dancing.”
“Sure,” Julia said.
At the same time Yvonne said, “No, I don’t want to get in the way.”
“You won’t,” Julia said.
Yvonne hesitated for a moment before pulling off her vest and unbuttoning her long-sleeved shirt.
An instinctive protest rose in Nolan before he saw Yvonne was perfectly covered by a white tank top. She ran up the side steps and went to the back.
“Dance beside me,” Susan said, indicating a space at the front.
Nolan could see the reluctance on Yvonne’s face, but she stepped into the gap between Susan and another girl. The music started and after a brief hesitation, Yvonne started moving with the others. Initially, Nolan could see she was a bit rusty, but she soon picked up the moves. Damn, she was good.
“Hey, Nolan.”
Nolan turned to see Ryan, Julia’s husband, and his friend Caleb. Both men were tall with dark hair and most people mistook them for brothers. Nolan had when he’d first met them. “Great to see you.”
“Where’s your lady?” Ryan asked.
“Who’s the new dancer?” Caleb asked.
Nolan let out a low growl. “Mine. Eyes off.”
Caleb grimaced. “Aw, damn. All the pretty ones are taken.”
Ryan laughed. “You’re too slow, man.”
“Women like it slow,” Caleb shot back.
“After you catch them,” Nolan said. “Slow is no good if you don’t catch them first.”
Caleb scowled at both of them before speaking to Nolan. “I thought you were a country bumpkin.”
“I’m the modern breed. Once we know what we want, we don’t mess around.”
“So I’m learning,” Caleb said. “Your brother snapped up Susan and now you have this lovely lady.”
“She’s a natural dancer. You’re lucky you live in Clare because Julia would want her to work forMaxwell’s,” Ryan said.
Shewasgood. Nolan couldn’t tear his gaze away and thought she was better than most of the other women.
The song track ended and the women froze in position.
“Much better,” Julia said. “Once more from the top, and we’ll finish for the day.”
The two men left—something about meeting up with friends—and Nolan continued to watch Yvonne. Right now, after watching her move, he wanted to drag her back to their hotel room and get naked. His cock stirred, as if in agreement with his mental musings.
The practice ended and the dancers drifted away, until just Yvonne, Susan and Julia remained.
“You’re good,” Julia said. “We’re one dancer short tonight. I don’t suppose you’d agree to go on stage. Two routines. The one we just practiced plus another one. Susan and I can show you the moves. It’s a repetitive one—fairly easy.”
“No, I don’t—”
“She’ll do it,” Nolan said. “They wear masks. No one will know it’s you.” The idea of watching her dancing and knowing she belonged to him and other men couldn’t have her made him so hot, he wished they were alone so he could show her.
“I’ll pay you,” Julia said.
