brother like you.”
“Ouch, that hurts, love.”
I cringed. “Sometimes the truth stings. But if the
way you are with me is the way you truly are, then I have no doubt
you’ll win Kacey over.” I patted him on the knee, hoping to get the
frown off his face.
He moved closer and smiled. “What about you? What’s
your story?”
“Ah, let’s see. I became friends with Ryley and
Gabby. And of course, Matt and Shelby. Speaking of which, I think
those two are your worst enemies.”
“As anyone in their right mind should be. I’m hoping
one day I can apologize to them.”
“Good luck on that one,” I laughed.
“Yeah. So anyway, what made you move to Vegas? Do you
have family out here?”
I nodded. “I have an older brother and some aunts and
uncles. I don’t see them much anymore now that I work at the gym
all the time. My mother died from drinking and driving a few years
back and I never knew my father; he left when I was young.” Kyle
nodded, his brows furrowed. “What about yours? Talking about my
family can get kind of depressing.”
Before he could reply, Nic barreled into us,
laughing. “You guys should seriously be out there dancing.”
Grabbing our hands, she pulled us onto the dance floor and pushed
us together.
We were surrounded by gyrating bodies and if that
wasn’t awkward enough, I had Nic waggling her eyebrows at me from
behind Kyle’s back. I stood there like a limp fish, until Kyle
grabbed my hands and wrapped my arms around his neck. He then put
his hands on my waist and moved me closer, and closer.
“Don’t think about the music, love. Just move at
whatever pace you want.”
“I’m not a dancer.”
Smirking, he moved his hips against mine and I
shivered. “Neither am I, and you don’t see it stopping me.”
I closed my eyes and concentrated on my body and his.
His large hands were splayed on my hips and I could feel the heat
of his touch on my bare skin. The techno music that blared over the
speakers was kind of dark, erotic. It was perfect, considering it
reminded me of Kyle. He had a dark presence to him, but there was
also light.
His hands moved a tad lower on my back, pulling me
harder into his groin. The way my leg rubbed against him, I could
feel him getting harder. I started to panic, but he held me tight.
“Don’t stop,” he begged in my ear. “I’m not going to ask you to do
something you don’t want to do. It’s just been a while for me.”
I pulled my head back to look at him. Was he
serious?
“Since the accident . . . I’ve been focused on
walking,” he answered my unasked question.
“Wow, I bet that’s been total hell. If it makes you
feel any better, I haven’t been with anyone in over two years.”
“Why is that?”
“Long story,” I shouted.
We continued to dance together and I let go all of my
inhibitions and just moved to the rhythm. My body was sweaty and my
makeup was probably running down my face, but I had a good time.
“Do you want some water?” he asked.
I fanned myself and nodded. “Yes, I’m dying over
here. It’s hot as hell.”
Taking my hand, he led me to the bar and bought me a
bottle of water. I sucked it down quickly and gasped for air when I
was done. I was so damn thirsty. Kyle chuckled and offered me his
but I shook my head.
“ Meg ,” Nicole shouted. When I turned, she
bounced up with a guy in tow. It happened to be one of our friends,
Greg Mullen. Greg worked at one of the strip hotels as an
entertainer and dancer. He was gorgeous and he knew it, but the
ladies loved him.
“Hey Greg, I figured you’d be working tonight.”
“Nope, this is my one weekend off for the month. I
figured I’d check out the new club.”
“And there’s a party,” Nic cut in. “Greg asked if we
wanted to go.”
Greg nodded, looking at both Kyle and me. “Both of
you are more than welcome to come. It’s at a coworker’s house just
down the street from mine.” Nic folded her hands in front of her
heart,