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out tomorrow night.”
    “ So you’re over Xander then? Who’s Matt?”
    “Yes, I’m over that fool. He never had time for me . Matt is the bartender, idiot.” She shoved me playfully. Even in her tipsy state, I could see her eyes were alight with happiness. It was about time she got lucky after having dated many a loser in her past.
    “Oh , so you got a date after embarrassing the poor guy with your obscene cocktail names?” I asked with a grin.
    “There’s nothing obscene about a Screaming Orgasm and I’m hoping that’s what he gives me… after a few dates , that is.”
    I knew she wouldn’t sleep with him straight off. She has a five date rule. No under the clothes action until on or after date number five. That wouldn’t stop her letting him touch her in all the right places over her clothes, but that only came after date number three.
    “Well, I’m ready to get back to Matt ,” she said as she applied a fresh coat of lip gloss.
    “Okay, mind if I come with or will there be too much innuendo for me to be comfortable looking at you both?” I laughed as I retouched my own gloss.
    “I thought you were busy dancing with Grey—that’s if dancing is what it could really be called…” she trailed off.
    “It was just a little harmless fun ,” I said in mock indignation.
    We left the ladies ’ room and went to the bar. I ordered a bottle of water to rehydrate after all the alcohol I had consumed.
    I could see Grey from where I was stood and he didn’t seem to be having anywhere near as much fun as we had just shared. As luck would have it, he looked in my direction and offered a mega-watt smile that made my heart skip a beat.
    After some more chatting with Matt, Jodie decided we had to dance. She walked up to the DJ and requested he play “I Kissed A Girl”—trust Jodie for her typical taste in music. She began to sashay over to me to dance and grind with me—she even pretended to kiss me more than once, much to the pleasure of the men in the room.
    When the song ended, she sashayed back over to the stool Matt had reserved for her at the end of the bar. I was left standing like a fool when the DJ’s normal music resumed. But when the familiar opening bars of an old favorite song interrupted what the DJ had started to play, I couldn’t help the smile that lit my face.
    I knew who had requested this song and why. There could only be one person , and as I spotted him walking from the DJ booth, I walked in his direction.
    Grey took me by the hand, led me to the middle of the dance floor , and began to dance the way we always had to this song. My back was to his chest and he had his hands on my body, roaming their way from my shoulders, down my arms, then he took my hands and placed my arms around his neck—after which he resumed his hands following a path down my body.
    My heart was pounding in my chest in time to the music. I was loving the feeling of his hands on my body, stirring up the feelings inside my heart at the same time. I turned to Grey and ran my fingertips down his broad chest. He’d had time to work o ut since we were last together—even through my tipsy haze I could feel the muscles expand and contract as we danced. I put my hands on his hips and let the music take me.
    After our dance, normal music resumed for the second time and I excused myself from dancing to get a drink.
    “Hey lady, what was all that about?” Jodie asked as I ordered a cosmopolitan from Matt. Thankfully, that was one cocktail he knew the ingredients for.
    “What was what about?” I asked as I took a long slow sip from my glass, deliberately avoiding the question as long as I could.
    “You know full well what I mean, Carly, so don’t play dumb with me.” She pointed a finger at me accusingly.
    “Oh okay, if you must know, Grey asked the DJ to play that song and we danced. End of story.”
    “Not end of story.” I could see in her eyes she had sobered up somewhat since I last spoke to her. “Tell me