Josie Day Is Coming Home by Lisa Plumley

Author:Lisa Plumley
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: lisa plumbley, lisaplumley, Nightmare, lisa plumly, Romance, lisa plumley, lisa plumely, contemporary romance
ISBN: 9781476161983
Published: 2013-12-13T05:00:00+00:00

He did. Oh, God. It was even better this time. Powerful, loose, and hot-hot-hot. Luke kept going, apparently getting into it. Then suddenly, he stopped.

She felt bereft. “What’s wrong?”

“Warmed up enough yet?” he asked.

“Uhhh—”

He nudged her chin upward with his fingertips. The gesture effectively closed her gaping mouth.

“I thought so.” He grinned. “That looks like a ‘yes’ to me.”

Yes, yes, yes! echoed stupidly through her head, just like in those orgasmic shampoo commercials. Josie fanned herself.

This would never do. Not only was she out of control, Luke knew she was out of control. She’d practically drooled on the man. If they ever progressed to flamenco, she’d need a bib.

“Well. I think I’ve proved my point,” she announced, striding barefoot toward the boom box. She jabbed the power switch, cutting off the Spanish instrumental music she’d chosen. The resulting silence resonated in the empty ballroom. “You did need dancing lessons and now you’ve had them.”

“That’s it? That’s all you’ve got?”

“What do you mean?”

In answer, Luke spread his arms, showing off his wide shoulders and muscular chest. His biceps tattoo peeked from beneath one sleeve, its cryptic black symbolism reminding her of her first interpretation of it. Think twice.

“You’ve got me all warmed up with no place to go.”

She lifted her gaze to the sexy-as-sin smile on his face. The knowing sexy-as-sin smile on his face. All warmed up with no place to go. Uh-huh. There was no way Josie was taking that bait.

“You know,” she observed instead, “if I didn’t know better, I’d swear you’ve had dance training before.”

“Only those ballroom dancing lessons.” He shrugged. “At that private school in Switzerland.”

“Har, har. Did your pony cha-cha with you?”

He ignored that, looking thoughtful. “But I’m not sure the lessons took. My tango’s a little rusty.”

Rusty. Yeah. So “rusty” it made her forget her own name. Feeling vaguely disgruntled and completely vulnerable—neither of which were welcome emotions—Josie stepped around the pair of lace-up oxfords she’d borrowed from Jenna and had since discarded for the dance lessons. She stood in the patch of sunlight streaming through the mullioned window, her back to Luke. Somehow, it felt safer that way.

“That’s enough lessons for today.”

He murmured noncommittally.

“I know I told you I needed to experiment with a dance routine for Jenna to perform for David,” Josie went on. “In addition to teaching you a few things, of course. But I think I’ve got that nailed now.”

“Mmmm.”

“I mean, I know Jenna told me she’d been feeling kind of ‘housewifey’ lately—”

“So you said.”

“—kind of out of sorts ever since Emily was born. But like I told her—and you—I really think a night on the town, dancing, will do the trick. If that samba doesn’t put some zing in their yabba-dabba-do, nothing will.”

“Mmmm-hmmm. Yabba-dabba-do.”

“You can help me demonstrate it for her when she comes out here to whip up practice cupcakes for the bake sale next week,” Josie rambled on, wondering if he was even listening. All those “mmms” and “hmmms” didn’t sound very convincing. “You can be David in the dance demonstration, and I’ll be, ummm….

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