Tanner elbows me, sending me awhat the fuckglare. He’s probably wondering why we’re standing here watching the girls while they dance. Before I can step in, we’re ambushed.
“Ohh my God!” A high-pitched shriek pierces my ears as a body flies into mine, knocking me sideways into Tanner. “You’re like, Travis Beckett?! You guys are from Loose Threads!” she screams.
“We are.” I give her a cocky smile.
Three girls crowd us, pressing close and forcing Ellie and Pacey back a few steps. In my peripheral, I notice they stopped dancing and are watching intently. I was hoping it was dark enough in here that no one would notice us.
“Do you want to dance?” the girl asks me, as her two friends stand by with wide eyes. They dart back and forth between me and Tanner, but Tanner hasn’t said a word to them. He’s giving his usualfuck offvibes with his face. I came over here to drag Ellie and Pacey away from these two douchebags but…
“Sur—” I get cut off before I can accept her invitation.
“Sorry, he can’t,” Ellie interrupts, latching onto my forearm. “He’s with me.”
My head tilts back, eyes flashing to hers in surprise. She arches her brow high, as if daring me to deny her. The girl scowls at Ellie before glancing at me in question.
“Remember what you promised Penn,” Ellie taunts, leaning up to whisper in my ear.
My brows dip as I flick through my memory.
Ah, yes.
I promised him I wouldn’t be on the prowl tonight.Damn. I give the girl an apologetic smile. “Sorry,” I say, letting Ellie drag me away. “You’re becoming quite the cockblock, May.”
“You deserve it this time.” She drops my arm, crossing her own over her chest. It pushes her tits up nice and high, and my eyes can’t help but notice. More than a handful on her short frame, they filled my palms nicely, and she loved when I played with them. Flicking my tonguering across her nipples. Biting them. Pinching them. All of it.
As if knowing exactly what I’m thinking, she drops her arms with a breathy laugh. “Perv.”
“Can we go now?” Tanner asks.
“What? No! You guys ran off my dance partner for nothing!” Pacey growls, earning a chuckle from my lips. Tanner doesn’t fold, though, just stares blankly at her.
Then, the bumping, annoying-ass rap music switches to a slower hip-hop song. Pacey’s eyes light up, moving between me and Tanner. I sigh, prepared to dance with her, when Tanner surprises the shit out of me by holding out his hand.
“One dance,” he tells her as she slaps her hand in his palm.
I turn to Ellie and roll my eyes playfully before grabbing her hand and dragging her next to them. She tries to fight me for a split second, but she can’t stay mad at me.
“Ya know, I was fine earlier. I didn’t need interference, Dad.”
My hands find the comfort of her soft hips, and she reluctantly tosses hers over my shoulder. “Looked different from where I was standing. And it’s Daddy, not Dad.”
She scoffs out a laugh, trying and failing miserably not to smile as I wiggle my brows at her. “I’m a grown-ass woman. I can handle myself.”
Of course she can, she’s a total badass. What she doesn’t understand is that I couldn't control it. I saw her getting smashed by men three times her size, and I saw red. My mouth opened on its own.
“Mhm,” is all I manage to give her.
She huffs, letting her hands slide to the back of my head, twirling the strands between her fingers. She eyes Tanner and Pacey dancing next to us. Tanner’s hands are so high on her waist they may as well be on her shoulders, and there’s enough distance between them to fit three people. Not sure you can even call what they’re doing dancing. “Tanner seems…different tonight,” Ellie muses.
“Yeah. Girl problems.”
She nods, bringing her attention back to me. “You guys played great tonight. It was so cool being in the pit. While it lasted anyway.”
I grin at her. “We play great every night.”
She sticks her tongue out at me, and I have the strongest urge to suck it into my mouth. Fuck, I need to get laid so I can stop fantasizing about Ellie.
“You are so cocky.”
