Page 8 of One Night With My Grumpy Professor Daddy

“Why?”

“Well, you look like you need some cheering up, and some idiot interrupted my dancing earlier tonight, so win, win, right.”

My lips twitch— this woman has amused me more in one night than anyone has in my lifetime.

“Are you always this…Interesting?”

“I don’t know, that’s subjective — I just do me… I’m a free spirit, you know… Or a nuisance,” She laughs. Her hair blows wildly with the ocean breeze. I’m not ready to let on, but this beautiful creature has caught all my attention tonight. She’s light, airy, and reminds me of summer.

Geezus…first sunshine, now summer? OK, what the hell.

“If you don’t want to dance, I could sit here, telling you stories about my life all night instead.” My eyebrows shoot up, “Are you serious right now?”

Yup, pure personality.

She’s the total opposite of me. And if I’m being honest, I’d probably snuff the personality right out of her. She shouldn’t be near me.

“Please leave,” I grunt. “Or I’ll have someone remove you.”

“I’m not as easy to remove as you think,” she says, unfazed by my harsh tone. “I’ll start with how I lost my virginity in the back of my mother’s truck and-”

“There’s hardly any music.” I shift my gaze up at her.

“There’s music enough for us. C’mon… just follow my lead.” Her hand stretched with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.

This woman is unhinged.

“If you stand up now, I promise not to butcher your feet while we’re at it.” I raise my brow towards her and look back at the ocean again, knowing that if I don’t have that dance, she’s not going to leave me alone. Of course…I could walk away, but there’s something about her that convinces me not to.

“Just one dance?”

She nods, reaching for my hands. I groan inwardly, taking hers into mine. They’re so soft and small. Her body against mine, the scent of her faint perfume teases my senses, wrapping around me like a breeze on a hot summer day. Swirling auburn hair surrounds us.

She’s awakened something primal in me.

I want to taste her, kiss her, and feel her skin against mine. But I’ve got to keep myself in check because if I don’t, I might break her.

“C’mon, loosen up, don’t be so stiff… move your hips.” For a few minutes, I allow my body to move alongside hers to the sound of the music playing in the background. She laughs, twirls, and squeals. Her energy is infectious…I spin her and pull her into me.

“See, don’t you feel better by just dancing?”

“Hmhmhm,” I chuckle. Hyperaware of her curvy bare thighs rubbing against the hard planes of my body, the last thing I’m thinking about is dancing. I need to stop, but my bulge is ready to make good on its promise to deliver.

“Is something wrong?” she asks breathlessly. Trying to distract myself from my raging hard-on, I ask what’s been on my mind all night,

“How are you so happy?”

She giggles, “I’m just trying to enjoy my few days of freedom,” she says, looking up into my eyes. The music we were dancing to fades in the background. It’s just us, our bodies locked in sync together. I see that mischievous spark in her eyes just before my world tilts, and I’m tumbling, unable to save myself.

“Oh shit!”

Chapter five

Ava

I’m falling, and I’m falling fast.

When I pushed dark and dangerous – a much better name than Mr. Navy blue suit, I didn’t expect him to pull me with him. I landed flat on his hard body as we hit the sand, his back to the ground and me on top of him. I burst into laughter at how ridiculous we must look.

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