Page 22 of Smooth Moves
“Oh, you have to go,” Rob said.
She frowned at the guys. “Okay,” she said slowly and watched her friends try to stop laughing and grinning. And failing. Heck, Hector kept choking on his beer while trying to pretend to be serious. “I swear I’m going to kill the lot of you if the class is as bad as you’re pretending it will be.”
Smith winked at her. “I hear it’s not bad at all. Heidi went once, and she loved it.”
He’d winked. It took Jordan a moment to process Smith acting like a human. “Heidi went?”
Hector, now able to breathe on his own, nodded. “Yep. Swear to God, she did.” He sounded strangled. “She’s going again. Hell, she might be there tomorrow.”
That put a different spin on things. Except Heidi wasn’t exactly, ah, normal. Then again, none of Jordan’s wacky veteran buddies were. She sighed and held out her glass. “Fill me up, Smith. I have a feeling I’m going to need it to deal with tomorrow.”
Which started the group on another round of laughter.
Great. Between Miriam and dealing with Cash on Sunday, she wondered which task would give her the biggest headache.
