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to my dream place. The dance floor’s crowded, full of sweaty bodies.
    Just as the beat catches me, and I’m getting into it, I feel a set of arms wrap around my waist. I don’t turn around as I know its Cory. He couldn’t stand to let me have all the fun.
    Pushing my backside into his crotch, a set of arms yank me back to him tighter. As I lean back into his chest, something feels different. The chest behind me doesn’t feel like the comfort of Cory’s.
    This chest is hard, like I was backed into a brick wall. I keep moving as I try to figure out who’s behind me. I skim my eyes down to the arms wrapped around my waist. I notice the white rolled up shirt and tattoos.
    I know then it’s not Cory. I go to sidestep him, to turn around and figure out my mystery dancer, but I’m stopped, and the music comes to an end, it switches to “Dark Horse by Katy Perry.”
    The deep voice whispers into my ear, “Don’t stop and don’t turn around. Feel the beat, let it take over your sexy as sin body.”
    I know that voice from somewhere, but can’t place it. The connection I feel being caught in his arms is off the charts. My skin is moist from the sweat of dancing. Little pricks of electricity are rolling over my body.
    Deciding to go with it, I lean back more into him and tip my head back under his chin. I move as if my life depends on it. Like if I don’t, it’ll be my last breathe. I’ve never felt like this before.
    Closing my eyes all I can envision are Carter Northwood’s magnificent baby blues.
    Popping my own open I instantly stop.
    I can’t move.
    I can’t speak.
    All the air has been sucked from my lungs.
    I’ve placed that dark sexy masculine voice.
    It’s the same one that’s haunted my dreams every night since he opened his mouth.
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    Carter
    I spot her right away sitting in the middle of the bar with a group of guys. She’s laughing along at something funny, or from whatever they’ve said. It makes me want to scoop her up and lock her in a room where no other man can touch or look at her.
    Where the hell did this caveman macho shit come from? I move with ease across the dark room to a table off in the corner, a perfect section to keep an eye on her from afar. It’s not like I’m going to walk up to her from the start. Shit, I still haven’t even figured out if I’ll introduce myself tonight.
    Tossing back a few beers as I watch. She’s so full of life. The group she’s with seems to act like her brothers, but I know she only has one. I’ve picked him out of the bunch pretty quick, seems obvious with the red-hair.
    It’s just her and another dude now, laughing and enjoying themselves. I watch him closely.
    Fuck was Jack wrong?
    Is this dude her boyfriend?
    I move over towards the bar, trying to not catch her eyes. It’s a few inches away from where they are seating.  With it being loud, they’re talking over the music. Figuring if I can get close enough, I might be able to figure out if I have a little competition.
    Ordering another beer, I hear they guy speaking, but can’t make the words out. Just then Tabitha flies off her seat, grabs at his arm to get him out onto the dance floor.
    He brushes her off and waves her off to dance alone.
    I prop myself up against the edge of the bar, holding my bottle of beer in the other hand. My eyes are glued to her body. I take a swig of my drink, right as she turns around. It’s like she can feel me watching her.
    The guy she’s with walks over to the bar and yells for another round.
    At this moment in time, I couldn’t have picked a better place to be.
    “Still striking out with that one, huh?” The bartender asks, as she slides over a bucket full of beers.
    “You know it. No matter how hard I try, I’ll never get that one to settle for me,” he replies in a voice laced with hurt.
    “You know you’re not good enough for our Firecracker. Plus, Seth would hunt you down and kill you for messing with his baby sister.”
    “Yeah, we all