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of times on
the phone, and even Skyped , but this was the first
time in almost three years of their interaction they’d met face to face. But
even then, during the skypes and the phone calls, the
sound of his voice, of his laughter as he regaled her of Aurora’s frolics, his
smile, even his sad expressions when he told her about Riana’s depression,
always sent a flutter in her belly. She’d always chalked it up to him being the
only man she was social with at the time, but that excuse was flimsy with him
so close to her he was breathing on her neck. She had been a little stunned
when she saw him walk into the restaurant and Aurora had tackled him before the
ceremony.
    He’d laughed at her
antics, and Loraine remembered thinking he had the sexiest laugh she’d ever
heard. And his smile—completely shivers down the spine worthy. He was a
handsome man, with a clean shaven chiseled jaw, a slightly cleft chin and eyes
that matched Riana’s—brown with flakes of green. In those few minutes that
she’d seen him for the first time, she thought about running her fingers
through the short curls that sat on top of his head, while the sides had a
closer shave. And that was just his head.
    The rest of his body,
though enclosed in a black tux, was droll worthy. First, he looked hot in a
tux. Not many men could carry it well, but he knocked it out of the park! His
shoulders were broad and wide, hinting of a hardness that only came with
athletes. His arms were equally large. When he flexed his arm, raising a glass
of champagne to his come-kiss-me-lips, she thought the jacket would rip over
the bicep. And how the jacket spread over his chest… Oh my! She just wished she could see the rest of his over six foot
frame without the hindrance of the tux.
    She felt his fingers
run lightly up and down her arms and she had to swallow a shaky gasp. There was
no way she was going to let him or anyone else see how much he affected her.
But as far as him knowing, if her body kept trembling at his ministration, it was
hopeless to try an act aloof.
    “I thought you said
you’re not cold?”
    She heard the laugh in
his voice and forced her body to stay completely still. The arrogant ass knew
exactly what he was doing to her!
    “What do you want,
Reno?” She was proud her tone was dry and she sounded a little bored.
    She felt him shuffle
closer, his chest pressing into her back and his body heat hit her like she was
in a sauna. What the hell is he doing to
me?
    “Right now, a dance
would be great.”
    “Sorry, but I dance
with the best man only.”
    His hands slowly slid
down her arms until they reached hers, entwining their fingers. Loraine was
glad he was behind her and couldn’t see her eyes flutter closed, but she was
sure he felt her suck in a trembling breath.
    “Actually, I convinced
him to dance with his wife, which wasn’t difficult at all.”
    “I bet,” she responded
grabbing at the scrambled thoughts that floated through her hazy mind as Reno
drew circles in her palms with his thumbs.
    How is it, when her
first high school boyfriend did that, the tickle annoyed her. But when Reno did
it, she couldn’t think of anything else but pressing her hips back into his?
How the hell had they gotten to that point anyway? Earlier on, she wanted to
rip him a new one for teaching Aurora to call her ‘ Cwazi Wowi ’ and now she wanted nothing more than to rip his
clothes off and have crazy sex with him. Something she had never felt in her
life since she discovered raging hormones.
    “So, may I have this
dance… or do you wish to have another kind of dance entirely?” The huskiness of
his voice deepened.
    She took a deep breath.
“Would there be a difference?”
    He chuckled softly,
leaning down to graze her shoulder with his lips and Loraine found herself
turning her head to his.
    He pressed a light kiss
on her jaw before he moved to her ear to whisper, “Well, yes. We can’t do the
other dance in front of over thirty people. I