wealthy jackass, but I got where I am today due to my own hard work, and I approach every project with that same sense of commitment. Even my dancing.”
“I’m glad to know that.”
“I just want you to respect me. I know I can be difficult at times. I’m not used to hearing criticism from anybody. The first two days of rehearsal with you were a bit of a culture shock.”
“It’s okay, really. All is forgiven. Just keep practicing, and you and I are going to get along very well.”
“What about when I asked you out at the end of the last session? Are you sure you’re not upset about that?”
“What? Oh! Don’t worry about it.” Carly didn’t want to admit that she’d actually spent an inordinate amount of time rehashing that moment in her mind. She especially didn’t want to admit that the only thing that kept her from fantasizing about Jared was to indulge in similar fantasies with Heath. On more than one occasion, however, her fantasies of Jared refused to go away, and she’d found herself thinking about both of them.
“So we’re cool?”
“Yeah, we’re cool.”
“Good. That means I can do this.” He stopped in the middle of the dance floor and pressed Carly into a kiss.
For two blissful seconds, Carly was caught up in the explosion of electricity that came from Heath’s lips pressed against hers. But then, another couple collided into them, knocking them off balance.
Carly pulled Heath off the floor, embarrassment starting to burn on her cheeks. “What were you thinking?”
“I was thinking that I’d finally shown you that I was capable of being a good dancer, and that now I was worthy of kissing you.”
“Yeah, but you don’t stop in the middle of a crowded dance floor to do so.”
“Never mind. Forget I did anything. I thought you’d enjoy it.”
“I did, it’s just that”
“It’s just that what? You don’t get involved with students? Or you’re such a stickler for etiquette that you don’t recognize a romantic gesture when you see it?”
“Yes, but—”
“Yes but what?”
“But there’s something else, too. Though I guess I should say someone else.”
Heath sighed. “What? Come on, don’t leave me hanging here.”
“You’re not the only man I’m interested in.”
* * * *
First, she criticizes me. Then, she rejects me. Then, she rejects me again, claiming there’s some other guy. What sort of parallel universe have I stumbled into?
“So you’re not interested. Okay, I get it. You like someone else. You could have just told me that on Tuesday, rather than giving me all that crap about not dating your students.”
“First of all, that wasn’t crap. Second of all, I didn’t say I wasn’t interested.”
“Yes, you did.”
“No, I didn’t. I said that you’re not the only man I’m interested in.”
Heath paused a moment to parse Carly’s words. “Not the only man. So you’re interested in someone else, but that doesn’t change the fact that you’re interested in me?”
Carly nodded. “Pretty much.”
“Well, it’s obvious you’re just going to have to make a choice, then.”
Carly shook her head and gave him a seductive smile. “I don’t know that I do. I mean, if you had two women you were interested in, would you want to just pick one over the other?”
“Fine, then don’t choose,” Heath said, without giving his words much thought. He immediately clasped his hands over his mouth. Did I just say what I think I said?
Carly raised an eyebrow. “So you see things my way?”
“I–I guess so. Don’t choose.”
“You actually would be willing to share me with another man?”
Although Heath never thought he’d ever be having such a conversation, he couldn’t help but agree. “I guess so.”
“You guess so?”
“Hey, cut me a break. I’m just as shocked by my own admission as you are. All I know is that I think you’re really attractive, I want to get close to you, and if that means sharing you with another