Dangerously Kept: A McDermott Empire Novel (Book Two) by S.R. Clark

Author:S.R. Clark [Clark, S.R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Independent
Published: 2024-03-02T00:00:00+00:00

26

Finn

Harper’s been on the dance floor with Mac for the last thirty minutes, and my eyes haven’t strayed from her once. She’s well-beyond tipsy after downing her tequila shot and several glasses of rosé. Her face is flushed from dancing and alcohol, and she seems utterly free of any inhibitions.

“Focus” by H.E.R. is playing through the speakers, and couples are all but fucking across the dance floor, Mac and Harper included. Harper’s back is plastered against Mac as she grinds her ass against him, her hips swaying in perfect rhythm with the sultry music. Mac’s hands roam her body, and I watch as he periodically runs his tongue along the column of her neck.

And that dress—fuck me—that dress.

When I ordered it, I knew it would look drop-dead gorgeous on her, but I had no idea how much so. When she walked out of her bedroom, I swear my heart felt like it fell out of my asshole. I had my mouth on hers in two seconds flat, not giving a single flying fuck about her lipstick on my face.

Mac must say something funny because Harper tips her head back, and her mouth falls open in a laugh, her face radiating happiness. As much as I was worried about bringing her here after everything that’s happened, I know we made the right decision.

She’s happy.

Right now, she’s not afraid or anxious about what’s to come. She’s just . . . happy. That’s all I want for her.

Not to mention, watching her on the dance floor in that dress and those heels is an added bonus. I don’t even care that I’m watching her pressed against Mac. I think we’re well past caring about that, actually.

As much as I loved having her pussy soak my face this morning in the shower, I’m really starting to regret my little deal with Ronan. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted to be inside of her as badly as I do right now.

“Bet you’re pretty pissed at yourself now, aren’t ya, Finny?” Ronan’s shit-eating grin is a mile wide as he brings his glass to his lips.

“Shut the fuck up, Ronan.” He’s right, though. I am mildly annoyed at myself.

“Well done on the dress, by the way,” he says as he licks his lips. He’s been sitting at the booth with me while Mac and Harper are on the dance floor. Neither of us is much into dancing. However, he seems just as content as I am to stare at her from here.

“Our girl looks good, doesn’t she?”

“Not good. Perfect. Absolutely fucking perfect.” My eyes leave Harper’s for the first time tonight to look at my best friend. If I didn’t know it already, his face right now would give it away. He’s so deeply in love with that woman it isn’t even funny.

Hell, we all are.

“Yeah, she is.”

Downing the rest of my drink, I slide out of the booth,.“As much as I’m enjoying watching, I’m going to go dance.”

He raises a brow in question. “Since when do you dance?”

“I don’t.

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