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“I like the sound of that,” he replies, dropping another kiss to my lips before leading me out of the restaurant and down the stairs to the bar area.

Chapter Seven

PEYTON

We makeit down to the bar and dance floor level and find a band setting up on stage.

“Do you know them?” I ask, pointing to the stage.

“They don’t look familiar.”

“Do you want to stay here and see what they’ve got going on, or head somewhere else?”

“I’m good with either. Most bars are going to have live music tonight, and most start around eight, so no matter where we go, it’ll be starting up in the next half hour or so.”

“How about another drink?” I offer, pointing toward the bar.

“Sounds good.”

“What can I get for you?”

“Hmmm… How about a vodka cranberry.”

“Coming right up,” I tell her as I lead us over to the bar and flag down a bartender.

“What can I get the two of you?” he asks once he reaches us.

“A vodka cranberry for the lady and I’ll take a Blue Moon.”

“Coming right up. Twenty-four ounce on the beer?”

“Sounds good,” I confirm as I reach into my back pocket and pull out my wallet. I hand him a twenty and tell him to keep the change before handing Stacey her drink and grabbing minefrom the bar top. We wander to the edge of the dance floor and find a tall table to gather around while we wait for the band to start. The dance floor already has people out on it, dancing to the music the DJ is playing to keep them entertained.

“Next round is on me,” Stacey tells me, once we’re settled at the table.

“Not going to happen, gorgeous,” I tell her, having to lean in and place my lips next to her ear so she can hear me over the noise. “Plus, this is my last one of the night. I need to be able to drive later. I’ve got to get you home safe and I can’t do that if I’m tipsy or drunk.”

“Good plan. I’ll be done after this one, as well. I don’t usually drink much, so I’ve already drank more tonight than I usually do.”

“Don’t quit on my account,” I tell her. “I want you to enjoy yourself. Let loose tonight.”

“Oh, I’m enjoying myself,” she says, biting her lower lip. My dick hardens in my jeans at that, and all I want to do is bite it myself. I bring my thumb to her lip, pulling it from her teeth, then drop my mouth to hers.

“Mine,” I growl against them before kissing her hard. She wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me tighter to her. I swallow a moan, only knowing about it from the vibration it created.

I kiss her until I hear someone nearby shout out, “Get a room!”

We break apart, both laughing as we take in our surroundings. I guess we got a little carried away.

“Ready to hit the dance floor?” I ask before taking another swallow of my beer.

“Absolutely,” she says, draining the last bit in her small glass.

“Let me just finish this off and then we can get out there,” I tell her, eyeing my half a glass.

“While you do that, I’m going to hit up the ladies’ room. Be back in just a couple minutes, depending on how long the line is.”

“I’ll be right here, waiting,” I assure her, dropping a quick peck to her lips before she walks away.

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