Destiny Revealed (There's Always Tomorrow Book 2) by M.D. Saperstein Page A

finally over so that she can spend time with him. Vance's hands slowly roam down her back to rest at the top of her ass, tugging her snug against him. Melina laces her hands into the back of his hair.
    Vance slowly pulls away and leans his forehead on hers, his eyes still closed. “You looked so amazing up on the stage tonight,” he murmurs.
    Melina smiles. “Thank you,” she says and moves her head back enough to look up at him. “I noticed you frowning a couple of times, though.” She continues to look up at him, as she waits for him to answer.
    Vance looks away from her for a moment. “Yeah, I had a couple of moments of weakness where I wanted to jump up there and demand you put on clothes.” Vance looks back into her eyes, showing her that he’s being sincere. “But I got over it. I'm okay now.”
    Melina just smiles then reaches up and kisses him again.
    Vance leads her over to the couch, sits down, and then pulls her down onto his lap, so that she is sitting sideways. One hand is holding her hip while the other one is brushing soft caresses up and down the outside of her bare thigh. Vance looks up at her, his gaze crystal clear with desire.
    Their intimate moment is interrupted when Dayne tears his mouth away from Harper with a guttural cry of aggravation. He lifts her off his lap and plops her on the couch between him and Vance as if she weighs nothing. Dayne shoots to his feet and shoves his hand down the front of his jeans to adjust himself, the whole while glaring angrily at Harper, who looks thoroughly ravaged.
    “You're driving me fucking nuts! I can't take it!” Dayne shouts at her and turns to walk away.
    “Where are you going?” Harper calls after him.
    Dayne turns back. “Away from you!” he bellows, throwing his fists in the air. He starts to leave but turns back and points at her. “This counts as date number three.” With that, he storms off, shoving his way through the crowd.
    They all stare at Dayne's disappearing figure, unsure of what to do or say. Ryder gets up off the arm of couch where he was sitting and goes after Dayne. Melina looks over at Harper. She hasn't moved from where Dayne dropped her onto the couch. Her hands are planted on the cushions on either side of her hips, her hair is tousled, her face is flushed, and her lips are swollen from their searing kiss.
    Harper's eyes flick to Melina's. That’s when Melina sees that Harper is head over heels in love with Dayne. How did that happen so fast? They’ve only been on two dates – well, three, since Dayne counted tonight as one. Harper gives her a tight smile and then begins fixing herself. Melina gets up off Vance's lap, takes Harper's hand, and pulls her up.
    “Let’s go to the bathroom,” Melina says to her.
    Harper nods. Melina can see that she’s fighting off tears. Melina leans down for a chaste kiss on the lips before patting Vance's knee as she leads Harper off toward the bathroom.

    **Dayne**
    Dayne paces furiously in the hallway just outside the doors to the ballroom where the party is being held. Too many thoughts and too many emotions are racing through his brain. Emotions that he hasn't felt in years, not since he was married. But they are unwanted emotions. He absolutely refuses to have feelings for her. He has to batten down the hatches, get to date number five so he can have her, and then hit the fucking road. No way in hell is this woman gonna break him.
    “Hey, man, you alright?” comes Ryder's voice from behind him.
    Dayne spins around to look at him. “Fuck...no, I'm not. She does nothing but torture me; I can't stand it,” Dayne grinds out through clenched teeth.
    “I don't think she does it on purpose. She’s just as affected by you as you are of her,” Ryder says softly.
    Dayne makes a frustrated noise and starts to pace again. “Yeah, well, they're her rules, not mine. She can break them if she really wanted to.”
    “Maybe she wants you to care about her a little bit before she lets you