Tegan reached up, placing her hand on my shoulder, making me rock with her to the beat of the music. “This okay?” she asked.
I appreciated that she was checking in with me, but it was more than okay. I liked her touching me. I wanted her to be closer. I wanted to feel her body rubbing against mine.
I grabbed her hip, splaying my fingers on her lower back right above her ass, tugging her to me until our bodies were pressed together. I could feel her breath skitter in her chest, and I leaned in to whisper in her ear, “This okay?”
She glanced up at me, those green eyes wide and almost hungry. She nodded, a slow smile playing on her lips.
“Good,” I purred, my lips grazing the shell of her ear.
I straightened up, moving my body in sync with hers, feeling her breasts brush against me. I wanted to slide my hand lower and cup her ass, but I stopped myself.
What was this woman doing to me?
We danced like that for a few songs, our bodies grinding against each other without a care in the world. Tegan was so comfortable with herself. Confident. It was hot.
Jade would have never danced with me like that. We would have sat at the table while she played on her phone.
Tegan tugged my tie, pulling me down toward her. “Do you want to take a break?” she asked. Her chest was heaving and her skin was slick and shiny with sweat.
More than once while we were dancing I’d had to shift my pelvis away from her, absolutely afraid of rubbing my half boner against her like some sort of creep. I couldn’t help it when it came to her.
Fuck, I needed to put some distance between us.
I stepped back and nodded, letting Tegan lead me back to our table.
“That’s the most fun I’ve had in a while,” I said, collapsing in my seat.
“I told you it would be fun!”
“You did.” I reached for my glass, but it was empty. And so was the pitcher on the table. “Shoot.”
“Oh, I need a drink, too.”
“Allow me—” I said, but she was already getting up.
“You just relax.” She leaned over, grabbing the pitcher, putting her breasts right in my face. I wasn’t sure if it was accidental or on purpose, but it certainly didn’t help the whole boner situation. She gave my shoulder a little shake. “You deserve it after showing me all your moves.”
I laughed, knowing I’d probably embarrassed myself, but I was too happy to care. Running into Tegan again was exactly what I’d hoped for. Getting the chance to dance with her was just a bonus.
“Beer? Wine? Champagne?” she asked.
“Water, please. I don’t drink. Did enough of that in college to last a lifetime.”
She smiled then, so goddamn bright and beautiful. “Me, neither. Water it is, then.”
Before I could offer to go with her, she started to walk away. I couldn’t take my eyes off her, mesmerized by the sway of her hips and the slow jiggle of her ass with each of her steps.
On the way to the bar, she was stopped by a few people. It was like she was the sun and they were pulled in by her.
I was being pulled in, too.
“What are you doing, Atlas?” I asked myself, tipping my head back and taking a deep breath.
I’d just met the girl and here I was pining over her like she was some long-lost love. It was too soon.
Too soon since I’d met her and too soon since my breakup with Jade.
Before I knew it, Tegan was back, setting a pitcher full of ice water in front of me. “Here you go.”
