skin.
Cassidy realized she was tapping her foot to the beat, even nodding a little. Larissa had been right. The music was pretty good. Still, a decent beat wasn’t enough to keep her sitting in the corner of some bar all night while Zach flirted with her best friend. If Larissa thought Cassidy was going to play Invisible Girl again, she was dead wrong.
Cassidy had just decided to split when Zach materi-alized in front of her, a drink sweating in each hand.
“I got you a Red Bull,” he said. “Wasn’t sure what you wanted, but these are fun when you’re dancing. It’s a big energy rush.”
“Thanks.” Cassidy took the drink, appreciating how thoughtful Zach was. She looked around for Larissa, but she was still by the bar, winking at the bartender as she handed him a five and slid her lips over the straw in her drink.
“You want to dance?” Zach asked.
“I’m not much of a dancer,” she admitted shyly.
“I’m not much of a dancer either.”
“So we can both suck together?”
“We can have a contest,” Zach joked, taking her hand and leading her through the tangle of bodies to the middle of the dance floor. “Whoever sucks less has to buy the other person a drink.”
Cassidy laughed and sipped her Red Bull, sinking into the beat like a warm bath and then looking up to see Zach smiling at her. She couldn’t believe how easy he was to dance with. Zach didn’t suck nearly as bad as he’d claimed. He just moved easily to the beat, his eyes locked onto hers and the trace of a grin spreading across his face.
Something about being there with Zach made her forget there were other people around her. The music flowed through her, coming out through her feet and hands, shaking her body in ways she hadn’t known before. She looked at her drink, realized it was empty, and danced over to the wall to put it down on a table before spinning back to Zach, taking the hand he offered her and letting him pull her in close. She was near enough to smell him—a mix of soap, old books, and sweat—and she thought dizzily that it was the sexiest smell in the world.
“You don’t suck at all!” Zach laughed over the music.
“You owe me a drink!”
“Maybe later.” Cassidy smiled. She closed her eyes and swayed back and forth, savoring the electric currents zooming between them. Dancing with Eric had never felt this close or sexy. She should stop, she realized. Things could get out of hand, and she wasn’t sure she could deal with the consequences of grabbing Zach by his white T-shirt and pulling him in for a warm, electric kiss.
“So what do you think of the place?” she asked, stepping back a little. Maybe if she got them on another topic, she’d be able to cool down. As it was, being so near him made her feel like she was about to explode.
“It’s great,” Zach replied. “Just like Larissa promised.
She kind of reminds me of Jimmy, my best friend in high school. He was always going a hundred miles a minute too.”
“Yeah, she’s a little wild,” Cassidy admitted.
“Let me guess,” Zach said. “You’re the quiet one who’s always by her side?”
Cassidy was glad the club was too dark for him to see her blushing.
“I’m just kind of shy,” she said.
Zach drew her in closer, his arms around her waist.
“It’s funny,” he said. “You don’t seem shy to me at all.”
His eyes gleamed in the candlelight, a slight smile playing on the corners of his mouth. He began to bend his head toward her and she could feel the heat between them. Cassidy was both scared and excited at the thought of him kissing her, but her guilt kicked in before anything mind-blowing happened.
“I have to go to the bathroom.” She wriggled away and dodged through the crowd. She needed to talk to Larissa like whoa! Her life was spiraling out of control very quickly, and she hoped Larissa would be able to talk some sense into her before she did something she’d seriously regret.
“Bathroom,” she commanded,
Cassidy realized she was tapping her foot to the beat, even nodding a little. Larissa had been right. The music was pretty good. Still, a decent beat wasn’t enough to keep her sitting in the corner of some bar all night while Zach flirted with her best friend. If Larissa thought Cassidy was going to play Invisible Girl again, she was dead wrong.
Cassidy had just decided to split when Zach materi-alized in front of her, a drink sweating in each hand.
“I got you a Red Bull,” he said. “Wasn’t sure what you wanted, but these are fun when you’re dancing. It’s a big energy rush.”
“Thanks.” Cassidy took the drink, appreciating how thoughtful Zach was. She looked around for Larissa, but she was still by the bar, winking at the bartender as she handed him a five and slid her lips over the straw in her drink.
“You want to dance?” Zach asked.
“I’m not much of a dancer,” she admitted shyly.
“I’m not much of a dancer either.”
“So we can both suck together?”
“We can have a contest,” Zach joked, taking her hand and leading her through the tangle of bodies to the middle of the dance floor. “Whoever sucks less has to buy the other person a drink.”
Cassidy laughed and sipped her Red Bull, sinking into the beat like a warm bath and then looking up to see Zach smiling at her. She couldn’t believe how easy he was to dance with. Zach didn’t suck nearly as bad as he’d claimed. He just moved easily to the beat, his eyes locked onto hers and the trace of a grin spreading across his face.
Something about being there with Zach made her forget there were other people around her. The music flowed through her, coming out through her feet and hands, shaking her body in ways she hadn’t known before. She looked at her drink, realized it was empty, and danced over to the wall to put it down on a table before spinning back to Zach, taking the hand he offered her and letting him pull her in close. She was near enough to smell him—a mix of soap, old books, and sweat—and she thought dizzily that it was the sexiest smell in the world.
“You don’t suck at all!” Zach laughed over the music.
“You owe me a drink!”
“Maybe later.” Cassidy smiled. She closed her eyes and swayed back and forth, savoring the electric currents zooming between them. Dancing with Eric had never felt this close or sexy. She should stop, she realized. Things could get out of hand, and she wasn’t sure she could deal with the consequences of grabbing Zach by his white T-shirt and pulling him in for a warm, electric kiss.
“So what do you think of the place?” she asked, stepping back a little. Maybe if she got them on another topic, she’d be able to cool down. As it was, being so near him made her feel like she was about to explode.
“It’s great,” Zach replied. “Just like Larissa promised.
She kind of reminds me of Jimmy, my best friend in high school. He was always going a hundred miles a minute too.”
“Yeah, she’s a little wild,” Cassidy admitted.
“Let me guess,” Zach said. “You’re the quiet one who’s always by her side?”
Cassidy was glad the club was too dark for him to see her blushing.
“I’m just kind of shy,” she said.
Zach drew her in closer, his arms around her waist.
“It’s funny,” he said. “You don’t seem shy to me at all.”
His eyes gleamed in the candlelight, a slight smile playing on the corners of his mouth. He began to bend his head toward her and she could feel the heat between them. Cassidy was both scared and excited at the thought of him kissing her, but her guilt kicked in before anything mind-blowing happened.
“I have to go to the bathroom.” She wriggled away and dodged through the crowd. She needed to talk to Larissa like whoa! Her life was spiraling out of control very quickly, and she hoped Larissa would be able to talk some sense into her before she did something she’d seriously regret.
“Bathroom,” she commanded,
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