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across my face. Take that!
    Childish behavior, yes I know. I also know that guys like him deserve a taste of their own medicine. The beat changes as My Darkest Days’ “Porn Star Dancing” blares from the speakers. Lance places his hands on my hips and spins me to face him. He pulls my body tight against his and we again find our rhythm. I don’t know if Maxton is still behind me; I don’t know if he’s watching. I do know I want to continue to give him a show. I twist my hips and bend my knees as I lower myself to the floor. My hands are resting on Lance’s hips. I hope it looks like I’m using him as my stripper pole. As I work myself back up, Lance moves in as close as he can and we sway our hips to the beat. I straddle one of his legs and just let go. I clear my head of worry and sadness. I just feel the beat of the music and enjoy holding onto the muscular arms of my dance partner.
    The song ends and a slow one begins. I gently pull away from Lance and look toward the bar. I’ve managed to work up a sweat. “Let me buy you a drink,” he says over the music.
    It’s so loud I nod my agreement. Lance places his hand on the small of my back and leads me to the bar. I perch myself on a stool while Lance stands behind me. He’s close; I can feel the heat radiating from him. “What can I get you?” he asks.
    “Just water. Thanks.”
    Holding up two fingers, he says, “Waters,” once he has the bartender’s attention.
    After guzzling half of my bottle of water, I survey the crowd. I’ve lost track of Nicole and Brighton. I finally spot them heading back to our table. “Hey, I need to go check in with my friend; would you like to join me?” I ask Lance. I’m having a good time with him. He’s gorgeous and has killer moves. From what I can tell, he’s a nice guy. He has yet to make a rude comment or hit on me. He’s exactly what I needed tonight.
    “Lead the way, Kens,” he says, already adopting my nickname. He’s so laid back it’s refreshing.
    After making our way through the crowd, I take my seat. Lance takes one of the two empties beside me. Brighton looks up and a bright smile crosses his face. “Lance, how the hell are ya?” He holds his fist out across the table. Lance meets him in the middle and they “bump.”
    “Good, man. Just working, same old same old. I haven’t seen you out much lately,” he tells Brighton.
    Brighton looks at Nicole and winks, almost as if Lance is confirming what he’s been telling her for months. That he’s been busy. “Yeah, Max has been renovating the bar, hiring new staff, things like that. We’ve been knee-deep in it for the past few months. Everything is finally back up and running, so I convinced him to take a night off from it all.”
    “Max is here? I haven’t seen him,” Lance comments just as Max plops down in the vacant seat between Lance and Brighton.
    “Hey, man, I was just asking about you. It’s been a while,” Lance addresses Maxton. He offers up his fist, Max half-heartedly returns the gesture.
    I avoid making eye contact with either of them. Instead, I turn to Nicole. She immediately starts talking about me and Lance on the dance floor.
    “You two were hot!” she says. Her shoulder bumps against mine as she winks.
    Before I can even answer, Maxton raises his voice. “I need another beer.” Loudly, he scoots his chair back from the table.
    Good riddance, asshole!

FUCKING LANCE. SERIOUSLY? She turned me down cold but was grinding all up on him. It’s bad enough I had to watch her sexy curves move against him. Had to watch him slide his hands against her flat stomach, bury his face in her neck. Watching the show has me frustrated, not even the warm willing blonde could get me to tear my eyes away from them. I can’t believe she brought him back to our table. She did it to rub it in my face, I’m sure. To make matters worse, her friend, Bright’s girl, just had to give us a play by play of how hot their little show was.
    I’m