“Then why?—”
“You look like you’d like to dance. It’s Valentine’s Day, or close enough to it. It’s a time when people are supposed to slow dance.” He trails a finger lightly over my shoulder then. It’s like a dart straight to my stomach. “And I wouldn’t mind dancing with you.”
My belly does another flip. “Well, when you put it like that, okay then.”
“Okay then.”
“Did you just ask me to be your Valentine?”
He chuckles lightly, a sound that stirs my soul. I don’t get to bask in it for long.
Standing, he holds out his hand to me. I slide mine into his, and I’m immediately reminded of all the naughty dreams I hadlast night. Cliff and I haven’t spoken since, though we exchanged more than a few looks.
Including one as he was walking Winter down the aisle that had my cheeks flushing so hot, I was sure everyone knew what had happened.
Somehow, for reasons I can’t explain, it’s like something is pulling us together. And it’s not just my childhood crush on him.
Taking a deep breath in a poor effort to soothe my nerves, I slide my hand into his. His warm, rough palm rubs against mine. I shiver.
“Are you cold?” he asks.
I shake my head, allowing him to help me to my feet. “No.”
He smirks. “If you say so.”
Okay, so clearly he knows the effect he has on me. The question is, what are we going to do about the way the air practically snaps around us.
What do I want to do about it?
We join the others on the dance floor, who are already swaying to the music. With a move that’s way more smooth than I would have expected, he pulls me into his arms and we fall in step with the music.
As we move together, his hand on the small of my back and one of my hands cupping the muscles bunching at the bottom of his neck, it’s impossible for me not to think about what it would be like to feel even more of him.
To feel all of him.
Cliff nuzzles the side of my neck, but only for a second, so no one else can see it. “Would you want to get out of here?”
Need pools between my thighs instantly. I hope this means what I think it means. “And go where?”
“Upstairs.”
I clench my eyes shut, imagining how good it would feel to have my body pressed against his. To feel his touch on my skin.
To taste him with my own lips and tongue.
This is hardly the sort of thing a woman who is planning on starting a family should be doing.
Then again, maybe this is exactly the sort of thing a woman in my situation should do. It’s been a long time since I’ve been with a man. And, if everything goes as planned, it’s going to be a long time before I am again.
What would be the harm in having one night of passion with Cliff? I’ve always wondered what it would be like. And now is my chance.
No strings.
I nod and ease out of his arms. “Meet me in my room in five minutes.”
The sultry look he gives me is enough to have my knees shaking.
My heart is fluttering with excitement, and my whole body is trembling with anticipation five minutes later when Cliff knocks on my door.
