When Nothing Else Matters: A Heartstrings Novel by Katherine Jay

Author:Katherine Jay [Jay, Katherine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2022-05-11T16:00:00+00:00

The whiskey no longer burns on the way down my throat. I know I shouldn’t be drinking this much, but there’s no game this week, and it’s something I need to do to survive the night. We’ve been at the club for hours. At least, I hope it’s been hours, because if not, I’ve consumed a lot of alcohol in a brief space of time. I’ve just passed the point of no return. I’ve officially drunk enough to kill all feelings, and the weightlessness of my mind feels good. Is that even a word? Weightlessness…weightless…ness. It’s kind of funny, but it works. I’m laughing at myself when Joel’s arm wraps around Summer as he hands her another drink, some pink shit with a straw. I stand tall and puff out my chest, ready to stake my claim. And even though I know he’s not interested in her, because we’ve discussed it, I still can’t help the possessive feeling taking over.

Summer and I have been back and forth, friendly one minute and very friendly the next, if you catch my drift. So when she walks my way, I’m unsure of where we currently stand, until she walks her fingers up my chest and then uses her pointer to pull down my lip, her eyes focused on her action. When my lip slips free, I lick it, before biting down to suppress a groan.

“Are you going to dance with me, Dyl? They’re playing our song,” she says in a sultry tone. They’re not playing our song; we don’t have a song, but I play along.

Following her to the dance floor, I grip her hips, keeping her close as we walk. When we blend ourselves into the sea of bodies, I whip her around and pull her into me so our bodies align. We move in time to the beat of the song. A song I can’t even name. If I had to choose a song for us, it would be “Crocodile Rock” by Elton John. It was our dance-off song that lazy Sunday afternoon when I discovered that Summer had dance lessons as a child. I also would have accepted “Nothing Else Matters,” for obvious reasons, or Sir Mix-a-Lot’s “Baby Got Back.” I got my groove on to that stellar hit too.

Summer unashamedly rubs her body against mine, occasionally leaning back to give me a perfect view of her perky tits, her hands in constant exploration of my body. Talk about mixed signals. I try to be a gentleman. I do. But it’s impossible with someone so beautiful practically dry humping me as we dance. Thank God for the packed dance floor, because no one is paying us any mind. I hike one of her legs up to wrap around me and grind into her, making sure she knows exactly what she’s doing to me. The little minx doesn’t even react. She just continues in her quest to turn me on.

Summer spins around at the exact moment Cory waves to get her attention.

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