“Hey, babe. I thought you were going to save a dance for me?” I ask her, giving her a wink, indicating for her to play along.

Her hands fall flat on my chest and slide up until they’re wrapped around my neck. She’s taller than the girls I usually go for, and in her heels she’s only a couple of inches shorter than me. It’s just another abnormality when it comes to her, because I always enjoyed the feel of a tiny, petite body, but I’m finding that I like how she fits in my arms while she’s pressed up against me, our thighs, hips, torsos touching intimately.

“I was just biding my time until you got here, babe,” she says, making her cute, Southern drawl just a little more pronounced than normal. The guy she was dancing with backs away, mumbling something that sounds like “my bad,” and he gets swallowed up in the crowd. Her arms are still around my neck as a slow country song comes on. Wrapping my arms around her waist, I pull her into me, and we slowly begin to move slowly with the music. I don’t know if she’s doing this for that douche’s benefit or because she actually wants to be close to me, but right now, I don’t care. She feels so good in my arms, and I pull her in closer, my arms squeezing just a little tighter. When she settles the side of her head against my chest, a wave of vanilla washes over me, and I can’t help but inhale, knowing I’ll never think of vanilla the same way again.

The song ends and she pulls back, looking up at me as the song ends. “Thanks, Knox. Trust me, I could’ve taken care of him, but you made it a little easier,” she tells me, smiling up at me, and I think it’s the first genuine smile I’ve gotten from her since the night she introduced herself.

“No problem, sweetheart. It’s the least I can do since you’ve seen me naked,” I tease, but her smile falters as she clenches her teeth.

“God, you’re such an ass. Can you just say ‘you’re welcome’ like a normal human being?” she asks as she stops moving and unhooks her arms from around my neck.

I catch her wrists and let her hands slide down my chest the same way she slid them up. “You’re welcome. For both rescuing you and letting you see me naked.” I grin down at her, and I can see her trying to suppress a smile. Grabbing her hand, I pull her off the dance floor back towards our table. I can see that Jace and Lexi have returned, so as soon as we get them, I make the introductions between the girls.

I’m not surprised when they start chatting like old friends. Jace and I just shake our heads at each other as they start a friendly argument over Alabama and Ohio State football. I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing right now, because bringing her over here and introducing her to my best friend and his girl feels a little like relationship territory. But I push the thought out of my head, telling myself that it just makes sense since Charlie will be around for a while. There’s nothing wrong with being friendly, right? If only I could tell my dick that’s all we’re going to be.

Charlie

LEXI TATE is one of the sweetest girls I’ve met, and although her taste in football teams is suspect, I’m having such a good time getting to know her. I came here with Lucy, but she’s been on the dance floor with Kale, her on-again, off-again hook-up, for most of the night, and I won’t begrudge her for that. She’s got things she’s working through, and I’ll support her no matter what.

I was shocked when Knox came up and ‘rescued’ me, as he put it, but in reality, he rescued the dick I was dancing with. He was about to get a knee to the groin when Knox approached, but I allowed him to play the knight in shining armor just to stroke his ego—not that he needs it.

Of course he had to bring up my seeing him naked. As if I haven’t pictured it every night since then. I have to smile at the thought that Lucy hasn’t heard any bedtime crying late at night, and I’m really hoping that she’s been too busy to hear the light buzzing since I’ve been unable to get the images of him hot, wet, and naked out of my mind. I never understood the term spank bank until now. But holy smokes, Knox Wellington has made me a millionaire where that’s concerned.

His knee brushes against mine, and I’m pulled from my thoughts. He smiles at me, a real genuine smile, and I can’t help but get lost in his green eyes and his perfect white teeth that are usually covered by full lips just begging to be kissed. I don’t know if it’s the alcohol or the images of him in the shower, but I’m fighting an internal battle, wanting to lean in and taste him and wanting to retreat at the same time.

Fortunately, a waitress interrupts the war in my mind, and I quickly order more to drink. Lucy’s supposed to be the DD tonight, and with all the dancing she’s doing, I know she’s not drinking, so I’m going to enjoy myself and let loose for the first time in a long time.

I turn to Lexi and Jace, and catch them mid-kiss. When I first met Jace, I couldn’t help but feel a slight jealously at how comfortable he seemed with himself and his relationship. Now that I’ve met Lexi, I completely understand. Watching the two of them, I feel a pang in my heart. Drew and I were good together, even if we were slightly incompatible in certain ways. I miss that. I don’t know that I necessarily miss Drew, but I miss being close with someone. I miss being in love. I miss having someone to hold me.

The waitress returns with my drink and I down half of it with one gulp. She looks at me inquisitively and I just nod, indicating that yes, I will take another.

“So how long have you two lovebirds been together?” I ask them, genuinely interested because they seem so in sync with each other.

Lexi looks at Jace and I swear he gives her the sweetest smile. I notice Knox just shaking his head, apparently already knowing the full story.

“Well, it’s kind of a long story,” she tells me, her eyes lighting up as Jace presses a soft kiss against her cheek.

I glance at my phone, seeing that it’s only a little after eleven. “Okay, Lexi, spill it. We have plenty of time!” I have no idea why I care so much, but perhaps it’s because after my failed engagement, I need to hear about someone else’s happily ever after.

“Well, long story short, we were best friends in high school,” she tells me, launching into a shortened version of how they came to be here together, right now. It doesn’t escape my attention the way Jace watches her and rubs her shoulder when she tells me about her deceased husband, and I’m amazed at how calm he is, hearing about the man she married and how hard it was to lose him.

Glancing over at Knox, I can see that he’s watching her curiously, almost as if this is the first time he’s heard this version of the story from Lexi herself. His eyebrows come together when she talks about Ty, but I can see the way his eyes soften when she briefly speaks of the car accident. To be honest, I have no idea how she’s being so candid about it, but I have a feeling that some of that strength comes from Jace.

A moment later Kale Montgomery comes over to the table, with Lucy in tow. She looks at me curiously and then grins once she sees Knox.

“Hey, guys. Lucy’s going to give me a ride home, so don’t wait around for me,” he informs his friends.

I begin to stand up, ready to leave with them. “It was nice meeting you, Lexi, and seeing you again, Jace. Knox, as always, it’s sometimes a pleasure,” I tease, and he sends me a mocking glare.

Lucy moves towards the table. “Oh, Charlie, you don’t have to leave with us. If you can get a ride…” she says, looking around to see if anyone will take her up on it. Lexi catches my eye and gives me a wink, apparently knowing full well what Lucy is wanting to do.

“I’m the DD tonight, and I have no problem giving Charlie a ride,” Lexi informs her, and Lucy throws her arms around her in a hug, even though she’s a complete stranger.