“All these pretty co-eds after you. You must feel swamped!”
He detected my sarcasm and put a hand on the wall right above my shoulder. He was so close now that I could feel his hot breath on my face, and I felt another flood in my panties. “It actually is really annoying,” he said. “You know why? Because the one girl I’m actually interested in doesn’t seem to return my affections.”
There it was again. He was hinting that he wanted me…right? My breath hitched in my throat at the thought, and my eyes widened. Brad mistook my reaction for trepidation, and he quickly drew back.
“Uh…do you wanna dance?” he asked, gesturing towards the makeshift dancefloor. “Seems to be what everyone else is doing at the moment.”
“You sure you want to dance with your annoying little sister?” I teased, arching an eyebrow.
“Ha. Funny. C’mon, let’s go.”
“I’m warning you — I’m a terrible dancer,” I said, still a little reluctant.
“Good. You’ll make me look even more awesome in comparison,” he replied with a smirk. Ah, there it was. His playful arrogance had returned, but this time I saw it for what it was. It was all for show; an act which hid the nice guy deep within.
Without any more warning, he grabbed my arm and whirled me around so that I was thrust right onto the dancefloor. Something melted inside me at his touch, and the pulsating bodies around us seemed to disappear as he held onto me and bumped along to the music. For those moments, we were all alone in our own world.
A slower RnB song began to play, and Brad’s strong arms encircled me, holding me tightly as we moved to the beat. We seemed to fit together perfectly, and I laced my fingers around his back, trying to avoid his eyes. I knew if I looked into them, I’d be lost forever.
The beat dropped in the song, and he lifted me by my waist for a dramatic spin to match the music. Placing my palms on his shoulders as he held me in the air, I looked down at him and finally met his gaze. His eyes were darker than usual, voracious and seductive, and he twirled me around in a circle before putting me back down on the ground. As soon as my feet touched the floor, I noticed my legs had become shaky and unsteady.
This wasn’t so much of a dance as it was a seduction.
Heat flooded my insides as his arms circled me again, and he pressed the palm of his hands into the small of my back, melding us closer together. It felt like there was something inside the both of us, fighting to get out, and suddenly I noticed Tamara over his shoulder, giving me an odd look as she danced with Ben.
Her expression jarred me back to reality, and I pulled away. This was wrong. It didn’t matter if Brad and I both wanted each other. We were family now, and this wasn’t how family members were supposed to behave around each other.
“I have to go,” I mumbled, avoiding Brad’s eyes before turning and slipping into the writhing crowd. I didn’t turn back to see if he was following me.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jeremy talking to some random guys near one of the windows, and I carefully avoided him as I stole past the group and headed up the stairs of the frat house. I felt a little bad about ditching him earlier, but on the other hand, I didn’t feel as if he deserved much of an explanation.
Besides, I needed some space from people at the moment so I could collect my scattered thoughts and cool off a little after those fiery moments on the dancefloor. I reached the top of the stairs, took my heels off and quietly padded down the spacious hallway. The cool floorboards provided some welcome respite from where the shoes had been rubbing against my feet, and I sighed with relief.
Most of the bedroom doors were open, and as I walked past them, I saw that the rooms were all occupied by drunken partygoers, lecherously making out in various stages of undress. Wow. This party was really crazy. Personally, if I were hooking up with some guy, I’d
He detected my sarcasm and put a hand on the wall right above my shoulder. He was so close now that I could feel his hot breath on my face, and I felt another flood in my panties. “It actually is really annoying,” he said. “You know why? Because the one girl I’m actually interested in doesn’t seem to return my affections.”
There it was again. He was hinting that he wanted me…right? My breath hitched in my throat at the thought, and my eyes widened. Brad mistook my reaction for trepidation, and he quickly drew back.
“Uh…do you wanna dance?” he asked, gesturing towards the makeshift dancefloor. “Seems to be what everyone else is doing at the moment.”
“You sure you want to dance with your annoying little sister?” I teased, arching an eyebrow.
“Ha. Funny. C’mon, let’s go.”
“I’m warning you — I’m a terrible dancer,” I said, still a little reluctant.
“Good. You’ll make me look even more awesome in comparison,” he replied with a smirk. Ah, there it was. His playful arrogance had returned, but this time I saw it for what it was. It was all for show; an act which hid the nice guy deep within.
Without any more warning, he grabbed my arm and whirled me around so that I was thrust right onto the dancefloor. Something melted inside me at his touch, and the pulsating bodies around us seemed to disappear as he held onto me and bumped along to the music. For those moments, we were all alone in our own world.
A slower RnB song began to play, and Brad’s strong arms encircled me, holding me tightly as we moved to the beat. We seemed to fit together perfectly, and I laced my fingers around his back, trying to avoid his eyes. I knew if I looked into them, I’d be lost forever.
The beat dropped in the song, and he lifted me by my waist for a dramatic spin to match the music. Placing my palms on his shoulders as he held me in the air, I looked down at him and finally met his gaze. His eyes were darker than usual, voracious and seductive, and he twirled me around in a circle before putting me back down on the ground. As soon as my feet touched the floor, I noticed my legs had become shaky and unsteady.
This wasn’t so much of a dance as it was a seduction.
Heat flooded my insides as his arms circled me again, and he pressed the palm of his hands into the small of my back, melding us closer together. It felt like there was something inside the both of us, fighting to get out, and suddenly I noticed Tamara over his shoulder, giving me an odd look as she danced with Ben.
Her expression jarred me back to reality, and I pulled away. This was wrong. It didn’t matter if Brad and I both wanted each other. We were family now, and this wasn’t how family members were supposed to behave around each other.
“I have to go,” I mumbled, avoiding Brad’s eyes before turning and slipping into the writhing crowd. I didn’t turn back to see if he was following me.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jeremy talking to some random guys near one of the windows, and I carefully avoided him as I stole past the group and headed up the stairs of the frat house. I felt a little bad about ditching him earlier, but on the other hand, I didn’t feel as if he deserved much of an explanation.
Besides, I needed some space from people at the moment so I could collect my scattered thoughts and cool off a little after those fiery moments on the dancefloor. I reached the top of the stairs, took my heels off and quietly padded down the spacious hallway. The cool floorboards provided some welcome respite from where the shoes had been rubbing against my feet, and I sighed with relief.
Most of the bedroom doors were open, and as I walked past them, I saw that the rooms were all occupied by drunken partygoers, lecherously making out in various stages of undress. Wow. This party was really crazy. Personally, if I were hooking up with some guy, I’d
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