Page 99 of Holding You
“Okay.”
He waves to the waitress and then pulls me to the dance floor.
It’s packed, body to body, and as soon as Declan finds a spot he likes, there isn’t an inch of space left between us.
His hands remain on my hips, and I rest mine around his neck.
The move is old school as hell, but I sway my body back and forth to the music and close my eyes, letting this moment engrave itself into my memories. Declan spins me, my back to his front. His hand comes around to my stomach, and I back up slightly. The moment my ass grinds into him, he tugs me tighter to his body.
I feel him harden instantly.
It only makes my body melt into his and into the music even more.
Right now, I’m not Ruby the mom who got pregnant as a teen. I’m just Ruby, a woman dancing with a man in a nightclub and having fun.
I spin in his arms to face him, opening my eyes and they lock onto Declan’s instantly.
I want to ask him what he’s thinking.
Ask him why he wanted to stay with just me.
Or why everything between us feels different now and how did it happen so easily?
I want to know the answer to things that would only complicate my life.
So I don’t ask any of them.
What I really want is to kiss him and for him to kiss me back.
My gaze shifts to his lips, and I swear my hand acts on its own, threading my fingers up his neck and into his hair, pulling him closer.
He doesn’t fight it, and it only intensifies this pull that’s happening between us.
His nose touches mine and I tilt my chin up.
I want him to take that last little inch. I want him to make that call.
“Ruby,” he says in that deep tone that sends goosebumps over my skin. It’s a mix of need and warning. “I can’t let our first kiss be in the middle of a dance floor in a club.”
My heart pounds.
“Where do you want it to be?”
The words have barely left my mouth before he’s pulling me off the floor that we just stepped out onto and through the pathway to the exit doors. We stop in a darkened hallway that muffles the music and we’re completely alone.
Quickly, Declan leans me into the wall and presses himself into me.
His lips touch my neck, my jaw, and my entire body relaxes.
It’s been far too long since I’ve had a man kiss me. Anywhere.
“The first time we kiss should be for us and just us,” he says. “I don’t like to share, Ruby.”
My entire body tingles at his confession.
Is Declan possessive?
My nipples harden.
