Cross My Heart by K. D. Friedrich

Author:K. D. Friedrich
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Liquid Silver Books
Published: 2014-12-15T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

For the second time tonight, Stan managed to drag Cara out onto the dance floor. With their fingers joined, he spun her out and away before twirling her back into his chest. She started to shake her hips. To her surprise, she managed to keep up with the bubbly tempo, but all of a sudden pop music shifted into a gentle ballad, throwing off her rhythm. Following other couples’ lead, Stan pulled Cara against him. She glanced over Stan’s shoulder at the table where Pete sat with Rose. Pete stared back at her. Hard and unyielding, his expression cut all the way to her soul. A never-ending river of regret flowed between them, an intense longing created by years of denial.

Beside him, Rose continued her attempts at seduction. All the while, Pete’s attention remained glued to her. Anger smoldered in his eyes, a possessive fury, which left an edge of excitement in her blood. She should be ashamed his pain caused her any sort of pleasure, but God, if his envy didn’t make her burn. Once again, the music changed and the beat picked up. Stan twisted her, bringing her back flush to his chest. He ground his hips against her butt as he held her hips in place.

Pete stood, guzzled the beer in his hand, ripped Rose from her seat and pulled her onto the dance floor. Although more pronounced than earlier, his limp did little to hinder his sex appeal. Cara wanted to leap into his arms, wrap her legs around his hips and make a glutton of herself—until he and Rose began to move. The display of gyrating hips and eager hands made Cara’s stomach churn with a vile anguish. Karma decided to bless her with the same pain and frustration she’d noticed swimming in Pete’s glare seconds earlier.

Pete didn’t hide his desire. He mauled Rose on the dance floor, nuzzling her throat, kissing and nipping with the same enthusiasm often seen from starved animals. Cara closed her eyes and looked away, too horrified to witness whatever came next.

Stan noticed her body tense. It took a few seconds for him to pinpoint the cause of her discomfort. “What an asshole. Did I mention I was salsa champion three years in a row in high school?”

Cara shook her head. “For real?”

He laughed. “Would I lie? I kept my secret for years. You think I wanted the guys in school calling me twinkle toes? My mom’s idea of a well-rounded gentleman is one who can sweep a lady around a dance floor. Those three years of hell taught me one thing, how to move my ass. Let’s give them a show, sunshine. Follow my lead.”

“Wait, more than half the graduating class is here. Don’t you care about letting your secret out?”

“Fuck it.”

He showed her a few steps and then took control. He shook his hips like nobody’s business, spinning her and lifting her. All the while, Pete continued his attempt to dirty dance with Rose. Two more quick spins landed Cara’s back against Stan’s chest.

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