Summer Nights by Sanders Jill

Author:Sanders, Jill
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-15T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Dylan almost swallowed his tongue when Zoey stepped out of her room an hour later wearing a short, bright-blue dress. He’d seen those legs in shorts for the past month and a half but never in a sexy dress and high cream-colored heels.

“Wow,” he said as she did a quick turn. The skirt of the dress flared out and rose slightly higher, causing his pulse to jump even more.

“Like it?” she asked. “Elle forced me to pack it. Just in case I wanted a night out.”

“God bless Elle,” he said honestly as he wrapped his arms around her. She reached up on her toes and placed a kiss on his lips.

“Now, take me out and show me a good time.” She pulled out of his arms, and he watched her walk to the door and wondered how quickly the night could be over.

They first hit the Bank, a nightclub in the hotel, for drinks and dancing. The place was packed with beautiful people, drinking and dancing to the music that was pumping through the massive place.

Dylan wasn’t a dancer, but he figured he’d suck it up and do his best to have Zoey bump and grind up next to him in the tight dress she was wearing.

The dance floor was full, and several times he had to help guide her away from being knocked over. No matter what kind of relationship their father had been in, his respect for women had been strong and had carried over to his sons.

“Wow, that was fun.” She sat down on the soft red cushions of a sofa and fanned her hands in front of her face. “I haven’t danced like that since we went to Cabo.”

“We?” He sat next to her and waved a waitress over to take their drink orders.

“Sure.” She leaned her head against his shoulder. “Me and my sisters.”

When the waitress made it over to them finally, he decided they needed food more than drinks. “How about we head out to grab something to eat?”

“Burgers!” She jumped up. “I’m in the mood for some red meat.” She laughed and tugged him up.

“Sorry,” he told the waitress and handed her a few bucks for her time as Zoey pulled him toward the door.

They ended up at a greasy burger place off the Strip, where Zoey swore that they had the best french fries in Vegas.

When their plates came, he had to admit she was probably right. They had fries and malts and talked until he glanced down at his watch and realized it was a quarter past three in the morning.

Steering them back toward the hotel, he realized that he had never enjoyed his time with anyone else before quite like being with Zoey. He’d spent plenty of time dancing and clubbing, but most of those times he’d dreaded it and had counted the minutes until he could leave. Tonight, they had easily spent more than two hours without him even thinking about the time.

As they rode the elevator up to their suite, she moved closer to him, running her hand over his button-up shirt.

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