Naughty by Sam Crescent

Author:Sam Crescent [Crescent, Sam]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Published: 2016-11-13T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Saturday evening, much to Autumn’s dismay, she sat in a nightclub, watching as her sister danced with some random stranger. Why did she agree to go out just to make up with her?

Sitting at the bar, Autumn drank her vodka, wishing she was anywhere else but here. Tomorrow morning she had a date, and she intended to be more than ready to enjoy that date. She’d already sent a quick text to Carter, letting him know that she was at this nightclub, and would, she hoped, be ready for him in the morning.

The song ended, and Summer made her way over. “Whoop, whoop. Why aren’t you dancing?”

“I don’t dance.” Autumn never got asked to dance, and there was no way she was just going to walk onto the dance-floor looking like a damn sap in need.

“Come on, we can have some fun.”

Autumn looked past her shoulder, seeing another guy practically drooling to have a dance with her sister. “No, you go. There’s a guy there begging for you.”

Summer looked behind her, smirking. “Okay, I’m going to go and get him.” She downed her drink, and hiccupped. “Oops.”

Autumn smiled and turned back to her drink at the bar.

“You okay?” the barman asked.

“Peachy.”

The barman left her alone to wallow in her loneliness.

Minutes passed, and with them, she started to get a little more depressed.

“Now what is a beautiful woman like you doing in a place like this?” Carter asked.

She turned toward him and smiled. “What are you doing here?”

“I didn’t want my girl to feel all alone, and I had a feeling that you would. Besides, I’m picking you up tomorrow, so why not start tonight?” He gave his order to the barman, and she was in shock.

“Summer’s here.” Autumn hated this, feeling that she had to keep him a secret even though it was her idea in the first place.

“Yeah, I know, but she’s also plastered so you don’t need to worry about that. She won’t remember much about tonight.” He took her hand. “So why are you not dancing?”

“No one has asked me to, and I don’t like just walking onto the dance-floor.” She shrugged. “No biggie.”

“Come on.” He pulled her off the chair, and they made their way toward the stairs.

“Wait, this is the VIP section.”

“And I’m a VIP. Come on. I can dance with you away from prying eyes.”

They entered a large floor, and she saw another dance-floor. This time there were only a couple of people on the main floor, and it was to a slow song.

“Come on, let’s dance and enjoy.”

He took her toward the floor, pulling her into his arms and holding her close. This was the first time she’d ever danced with anyone, and she closed her eyes, resting her head against his chest, basking in the pleasure.

His body surrounded her, his large arms making her feel small, delicate.

When the song changed, going into another slow one, she truly believed she was in heaven.

“True or false, you’ve never slow danced?”

“True. Have you ever slow danced with a girl?”

“No.

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