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anyone since high school. She’s been too busy living up to the demands of our parents, getting her medical degree and surviving her residency in pediatric surgery.
    I’m not the only one to see it and when Dominic asks Dakota to dance, Max takes a moment to catch my eye and then offers his hand to Maya. She tries to turn him down but there’s no denying Max of anything once he’s set his mind to it. Before she even knows what’s happening, she’s out on the dance floor laughing and smiling as Max spins her around like he knows what he’s doing.
    Just when I think I’ve found all the reasons I could possibly find to love this man, he goes and does something to show me that I’ve only just begun to understand how deep his heart goes.
    Thankfully, the musician switches to a slow song as Max brings Maya back to the table. After watching all the acrobatics he just put her through, there’s no doubt in my mind that I’ll flash each and every single person here at Fantastic Sam’s the moment Max gets me moving to an upbeat song. I wonder what Ashely would think of our love story then?
    Instead, Cole strums a lilting melody and croons into the microphone, his dusty voice the perfect back drop to the rush of Max’s breath as it whispers past my ear. He holds me tight. Presses my body to his, and we sway cheek to cheek. I close my eyes, utterly and completely in love with this moment. Determined to remember this song, this feeling, this … everything … for the rest of my life.
    Max drops a hand to my lower back and then slowly spins us so he’s hiding me from view before he slides that hand down over my ass and up under my skirt. The touch of his skin to mine is shocking in a public place. I gasp and freeze in surprise, but he’s strong enough to keep me moving. And just like that, his hand his gone and he spins us back so that I’m totally visible again. His dick hardens and presses into me and I’m so wet I don’t know how I’m going to sit down without making a mess.
    “I want to be inside you,” he whispers, his words hiding under the music. “My thick cock filling your pussy.”
    My breath catches. Max isn’t one for talking and I’ve never had anyone say something like that to me. Ever.
    And I love it.
    “I want you down on your knees,” he continues. “I want you licking and sucking my dick, pleasing me.” He rubs his hand on my back. “All for me. All of you is for me.”
    I nod, not sure how to respond.
    “Say it.” He pulls back enough to look me in the eye. The whole rest of the world disappears from around us. It’s just him and me, swaying in time to the most beautiful song I’ve ever heard.
    “Say what?” I ask.
    “Tell me that you’re mine.”
    “Oh, Max. I am so yours. I was yours before I even met you, I just didn’t know it yet. And I’ll be yours for the rest of our life.”
    “Damn straight.” His voice is thick with emotion and for the first time ever, I think of the sky when I look into his eyes.
    The song ends and Max escorts me back to our table where we have fresh drinks waiting for us.
    “Damn guys,” says Maya, waving a mostly empty margarita glass our way. “What the hell was that?”
    I take a seat, careful to keep the fabric of the skirt covering my ass. “What was what?”
    “That.” Maya gestures towards the dance floor as Dakota and Dominic join us.
    “You saw it too?” Dominic asks as he pulls back Dakota’s chair.
    Dakota nods and widens her eyes. “I know I sure did.”
    Panic strums through my body and I take a long drink of my Long Island.
    Shit.
    Shit.
    Shit.
    Please don’t let them be talking about my ass.
    “See what?” I’m pretty sure I manage to sound confused rather than terrified.
    “That wasn’t a slow dance.” Maya takes a long drink of her margarita. “That was foreplay.”

Chapter Four
    M aya’s right of course , though I’ll never admit it. The rest of the evening is spent with Max’s hand going places it shouldn’t,