Move (Club Kitten Dancers 1)

Only Aidan doesn’t seem to mind. Instead of looking afraid, he just laughs.

“Of course you are. I know all about you, Mia.”

Now it’s my turn to look surprised. All about me, really?

“Only good things, I hope.” Aidan grips my hips harder, sliding his hands just under the hem of my shirt. The feeling of his hands against my hips makes me excited. My body is lighting up under Aidan’s touch and there’s a part of me that hopes he won’t stop.

“I heard all about Tommy Miller and Darin Hopkinton,” he says. He leans down to tell me and I can feel his lips brush against my ear. Fuck. I want him to take my ear into his mouth and bite me.

“I can’t believe Richard told you about them,” I protest. My high school boyfriends weren’t bad people, but my brother hated them. He was thrilled when we broke up. Instead of trying to console me when I cried over them, he told me being single was a healthier way to live.

For fuck’s sake.

“Oh, he told me all sorts of stories,” Aidan continues. The song ends and he leads me from the dance floor. He takes my hand and pulls me through the crowded room until we’re at the back. All the booths are full, so we simply stand in the corner.

Well, I stand in the corner.

Aidan blocks me in.

Only I don’t feel scared with Aidan. Something tells me he doesn’t want to hurt me, at least in any way I wouldn’t like.

“What else did he tell you?”

“He told me you like to go skinny dipping with boys who are older than you,” Aidan leans down and kisses my neck.

“He told me you like to make out with your boyfriends in the woods and get caught by the police,” Aidan kisses the other side of my neck.

“He told me you like older boys, dangerous boys,” Aidan looks at me in the eyes, waiting for something from me.

Anything.

I nod, and he kisses me, devouring my mouth, owning me. He kisses like some sort of beast and he tastes just as wild. Somewhere in the back of my head, I know I’m at my brother’s party and shouldn’t just go around making out with his friends, but I’m too far gone to care.

Why the hell didn’t Richard ever introduce us before?

Aidan is exactly my type.

He’s fucking perfect.

He’s everything I want.

My head clears and I push him back far enough to meet his eyes.

“Let’s get out of here,” I tell him. “I live around the corner.”

Chapter 2

Mia

Present Day

Honeypot, Colorado is about a two-hour drive from Morris Creek, which means if I leave early tomorrow morning, I can be home before nightfall. I doubt Aidan and I are going to talk for very long, but I at least feel like I should tell him in person.

Oh, he gave me his phone number after that night, but I never called. That wasn’t the plan. I didn’t want a real relationship.

Aidan was supposed to be a fling, a surprise. He was supposed to be one night only and no strings attached.

Well, he definitely attached his strings and now we’re going to be pretty fucking close for the next two decades, at least.