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her, I could have her. I glance over my shoulder at the table and see Bright and the girls deep in conversation. I’m not sure what this girl’s issue is, but it bugs the hell out of me. I wrack my brain trying to think of if I’ve met her before. Did I sleep with her and not remember? It wouldn’t be the first time. No matter how much I like to avoid that situation, it, indeed, has happened a time or two. Her eyes pop in my head and I know if that were the case, I would remember. You don’t forget eyes like that.
    The bartender passes me our drinks. I give him some cash with a hefty tip and turn to leave. Blondie stops me with her hand on my arm. “Got one of those for me?” she asks. Surely her voice isn’t naturally that low. She’s trying way too hard and my already surly mood from Kensington’s brush off isn’t earning her any extra points.
    “No can do, these are already spoken for.” I hate being a dick, but sometimes it’s just the way things need to be.
    I make it back to the table and pass out the drinks. Both girls are laughing at something Brighton has said and that irks me even more. I take my seat next to Kensington and she acts as if I’m not even there. The DJ says he’s going to slow things down, which prompts Bright to hold out his hand to Nicole. She doesn’t hesitate. She places her hand in his and allows him to pull her to her feet. She glances over her shoulder at us and Kensington offers her a small wave.
    I stand up and offer my hand as well. Seems it’s working for Bright. My usual game doesn’t seem to affect this chick. She stares at my waiting hand, but makes no move to accept. “Dance with me?” I ask.
    She studies me for what seems like hours then says, “No, thank you. I’ve had a long day. I think I’ll just sit this one out.”
    I give her a nod that I understand and turn and walk away. I don’t need this shit. I don’t know what crawled up this girl’s ass, but I’m so fucking over it. I have not had a night out in months and I’ll be damned if I’m going to let this girl ruin it.
    I find myself back at the bar ordering me another beer. I killed mine on the way here. The blonde and her friend are still there, still on the prowl. At this point, I don’t care. She’s offering what I need.
    Release.
    Maybe that’s why I’m letting this Kensington chick mess with my head. It’s been way too long since I’ve been buried deep. I catch the bartender’s attention and motion to the girls. He nods in understanding. They both move in close and thank me. “Trust me, ladies, the pleasure is all mine.” I can tell they know the score. I only need one of them. I’m not greedy. The blonde doesn’t seem to be holding a grudge from my brush off earlier. After the bartender serves their drinks, she picks it up and downs it. I follow suit and slam back the beer I just ordered. She grabs my arm and pulls to me to the dance floor.
    I don’t think about how rude it was of me to leave her sitting there by herself. I don’t think about how pissed Bright is going to be that I left her there. All I think about is the warm willing female grinding against me, giving me a preview of what’s to come. The release I have been yearning for is right in front of me and that’s all I want.

MY EYES FOLLOW him as he walks away from the table. He is definitely not someone who will take me as I am. I can’t believe he’s pissed off that I didn’t want to dance. Sure I wasn’t exactly Miss Hospitality, but his cocksure attitude rubbed me the wrong way. I could tell from the moment he saw me what was running through his mind. I don’t have the time or the energy to be another notch on his bedpost. Maybe it’s just that I’m not in the best of moods today, but he’s arrogant! The blonde at the bar slides up next to him, pressing against his arm. Maxton says something to her; she smiles and licks her lips. He stands and I can’t pull my eyes away as he leads her out to the dance