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completely hard—brushing against her stomach were all working against her. Or for her.
    How long had it been since she’d succumbed to lust? Gotten this worked up, this hot and bothered? Too damn long. Another reason flashing loud and clear in her brain when she considered why she should have dumped Jeff long ago. She’d essentially let him force her hand because she’d become too complacent; too willing to sacrifice this…oh God…this incredible feeling for the sake of comfortable routine.
    Eric said he’d admired her courage in the restaurant, but it hadn’t felt like bravery to her. She’d been hurt, so she’d struck out. Now…something about the way Eric looked at her—as if she were some powerful warrior—made her feel bold. Daring.
    She loosened her grip on his waist, letting one hand drift lower. She didn’t stop until her hand rested on his ass. His very tight, firm, bounce-quarters-off-of-it ass. Eric groaned.
    Then he copied the motion, his hand leaving her waist and making its own trip south.
    She was only vaguely aware of the other people around her. For once in her life, Joni didn’t give a shit what anyone thought of her. This night was about shaking things up, doing all those things she’d never let herself try because of fear or some deeply ingrained idea of what society deemed a good girl .
    She tightened her grip, grabbing his ass and using it to press his cock harder against her. Eric didn’t try to hold her back. He let her make the moves. Then he countered with his own hotter, sexier ones. Someone must have turned the heat on in the place because Joni felt a drop of perspiration rolling down her back. Then another.
    Eric ran his hand down the length of her spine, provoking a shiver she couldn’t conceal. He moved just the tiniest bit away, then cupped her cheek, pulling her face up so he could look at her.
    His gaze was locked on her lips and Joni licked them, anticipating the kiss she knew he wanted to give her.
    Then, the song changed. An upbeat Taylor Swift song that had one table of women near them bouncing out of their seats. Apparently she and Eric had been trendsetters. The small area around them filled with a bunch of tipsy women who’d stumbled in half an hour earlier, clearly several bars deep into a bachelorette party, jumping around and “shaking it off.”
    The moment ruined, Eric gave her a rueful grin, then gestured to their seats at the bar. She nodded and they returned to their empty shot glasses.
    Joni had wanted that damn kiss, but with a proper distance between them once more, she had no idea how to initiate it.
    So much for being bold. Suddenly, she was back in familiar skin, feeling awkward and clueless. Maybe it was time to cut her losses. Quit while she was ahead.
    Joni glanced at her phone and blew out a long breath. It was nearly one a.m. “I should call a cab and get going.” The look of disappointment on Eric’s face reflected exactly how she felt. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d had so much fun. It had been years.
    Which suddenly made Jeff’s actions less painful. In fact, she was starting to think maybe she’d dodged a bullet.
    Eric didn’t try to change her mind. Instead he gave her a very sweet, very sexy grin. “I had a great time tonight, Joni.”
    She widened her eyes as she pretended to be impressed. “Hey, you remember my name. Good for you.”
    He reached out and cupped her neck, using that hold to pull her closer. Their faces were mere inches away, their tequila-scented breath mingling and heating the air around them. “I’m never going to forget your name.”
    She wasn’t sure how to reply to that. It was one of the nicest things anyone had ever said to her…in a completely warped way.
    Eric didn’t give her time to reply as he pulled her the rest of the way in and gave her the kiss she’d been too afraid to claim on her own.
    And it was even better than she’d expected. Joni had been kissed quite a bit in her day,