Room 452

I laugh and pull him up. “Hurry up then!”

Right when we get out to the dance floor, the DJ switches from bump and grind to some cheesy song that all the girls love. I groan at the ceiling. “Oh my God.”

Todd laughs and pulls me up to his chest, and we sway around in the most nonsexy way. Considering this is the least sexy song out there, I think we did the best we could. “I think the universe hates me.” I joke.

The song ends and he smiles at me. “Maybe another time.”

I swear he’s said that to me a million times before, and I am actually getting kind of annoyed. I smile back. “Sure. See you later.” I don’t sound too sad because I really don’t want him here anymore.

I walk back over to the couch. “Hey Erin, I think I’m going to take off too.”

She narrows her eyes at me. “Like hell you are! We just got here!”

“I’d rather not third wheel it.” I say.

I feel him before I see him. Then his fingers lightly brush against my skin on my back below my shirt. “I’m sure we can find a fourth wheel around here somewhere.” Sawyer says.

Erin laughs. “Yeah Blake! You can’t ditch Sawyer! He needs a dance partner!”

She gets up and pulls her guy up with her. “C’mon! Let’s dance!”

I look at her like she’s crazy. Then I say the same thing. “Are you crazy?”

She laughs as she pulls her guy to the dance floor. I try to turn and leave, but Sawyer wraps his arm around my waist from behind. “You’re really going to leave your friend all alone?”

The way he says it makes it sound like Erin isn’t even really my friend. I whip around and stare at him. “Well, considering I’d have to trust you to take care of her, I guess not.”

I walk away from him over to the bar. I find the first semi-attractive guy I see and stand next to him. I push my chest out and smile at him. He immediately offers to buy me a drink, but when the bartender sets my drink down, Sawyer wraps his arm around my back and places his credit card down on the receipt.

The guy steps back. “Sorry man.” Then he walks away.

“Wait!” I try to call out, but he’

s already too far away.

I turn back toward Sawyer. “Oh fuck no! We are not playing cockblock again!”

He smirks back. “No problem. Your place or mine?”

“No more games Sawyer. That was supposed to be done at the cabin. Game over.” I turn and walk away after only taking a couple sips from my drink.

I push my way through the dance floor until I am somewhere in the middle. I sway by myself, but it only takes moments until there are guys lingering around. I press myself up against one of them, and the others back off.

The man grips my hips, and I sway against him. My eyes catch Sawyer’s from across the bar. I can see him even through the crowd since he stands taller than most. He is just staring at me. His eyes don’t move from me the whole time.

I should look away, but is that what I do? Of course not. I stare right back, only I’m not just standing there like he is. I grind my body up against my dance partner hard, and he takes that as an invitation to move his hands over me more. I grind my ass all the way down his legs and back up again.

Sawyer clenches his jaw, and then he is on his way toward me. He pushes people aside roughly and doesn’t apologize as he makes his way through the crowd. I open my eyes wide when he finally reaches me and yanks me away from the man.

“Sorry. She’s had too much to drink.” Sawyer says to the man.

Then he pulls my body back up against him. He leans down to my ear, and his voice is angry. “Who’s the one playing games now?’

I try to squirm away, but he holds me tighter. “Leave me alone.” I protest.

His voice only gets angrier. “You’re driving me insane.”

I let out a sarcastic laugh. “You’re the one who left!” I yell.