Guess I was wrong. This was definitely her kind of place.
My feet were moving before I realized it. Back on the main level, I snaked my way to the middle of the dance floor until Baker was in my sights. Her smile lit me up, but as I caressed down her body with my eyes, I had to get my temper in check. Hands that most definitely didn’t belong to her gripped her hips.
I closed the distance between us. Her eyes rounded when they found me before they dared me to take what I wanted.
“Easy On The Eyes,” I murmured in her ear as I slid a hand between her back and her dance partner.
I gently pried her away from him, pulling her body flush with mine. Heat streaked through me, possession hot on its heels.
A glare came at me from over her shoulder, but I had zero regrets when she relaxed in my hold. I fired a look back that left no room to doubt she was mine. The guy shrugged and started dancing with another woman nearby.
Baker’s arms hung loosely at her sides. I took her hands and twined them behind my neck. Her touch against my skin was like wildfire. I replaced my hands on her back and circled my hips, taking her with me.
“If this was what you wanted to do for roommate night, you should have said something,” I rasped, my lips ghosting the shell of her ear.
“We’re not having roommate night.” Her words came out firm, yet she yielded, her body following my lead.
“You want more than one?” I gave her a curious look and finally shrugged a shoulder. “I guess we can do that.”
She dug her nails into the back of my neck, and I hissed.
“None. I want none.”
Her chest pressed against mine, breath short and fast. I didn’t think it had a damn thing to do with the dancing.
“Aww, Easy. Don’t be that way.” She stared straight at my chest. I slid my hand up her spine until I cupped the back of her head. Livid eyes met mine. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you’re acting like you want me to ignore you.”
Indecision flickered on her face. That stung, but I got it. I’d spent the better part of two days in the push and pull of needing to get away from her and be close to her.
Our hips clashed as we moved to the beat. “That what you want, Baker? Radio silence?”
I held her so she could feel me. How much I wanted her. She gasped, a sweet, sharp sound that I heard clearly over the house music.
I leaned in and got lost for a moment as I breathed her in. She smelled delicious. Like honey. “I didn’t hear you.”
She shivered at my breath on her ear and dug her fingernails farther into the back of my neck, struggling to hang on to her sanity. Just like I was doing to mine. The woman made me crazy.
“No.” The word was a whisper, but it went straight to places I didn’t allow anyone.
“No what?” I asked huskily.
“No, I don’t want radio silence.”
I grinned, and her eyes went wary. “Good.” I ran my nose along her jaw until my lips were against her ear. “Because I couldn’t give it to you anyway.”
A little growl escaped her. I wanted to hear that again and soon. Preferably with my name attached.
I turned her so her back was to my front. Immediately, she stretched until her hands were latched around my neck. My fingers trailed down her sides, memorizing the feel of her lean body. She ground that perfect ass against me.
“You drive me crazy.”
“In a good way?” she asked saucily, pressing back into my erection.
“In every way.”
My hands had a mind of their own, not content to stay glued to her hips. They wandered across her flat stomach, over her ribcage, and back down her sides. Her silk dress was hardly a barrier between us, yet it might as well have been a concrete wall. I knew just how soft her skin was and burned to touch her again.
She rested her temple against my jaw. “You mean you don’t go throwing all of your roommates out of the shower?”
I wrapped my arms around her at the tease in her voice. My body relaxed into her even as she wound it up tight.
“Nope. That’s all you, Easy.”
“This would be the moment when you say you’re sorry.” She smiled against my cheek.
“Can’t do that.” I nibbled at her ear as if I had the right. “Especially when sorry is about the last thing I am.”
Her breath was hot against my skin, blasting me in short pants. She buried her nose in my neck and inhaled. “This is a bad idea.”
“Being roommates? No way. Best idea ever.”
She giggled. Baker giggled. And it was the sweetest sound I’d ever heard. I tickled her ribs, and she squirmed in my arms, another laugh escaping her.
“Can we go home now?” I smiled against her hair, filled with something I hardly recognized.
We were in the middle of a sea of gyrating bodies, yet it was just her and me.
Baker made me forget everything else.
She shimmied, her ass brushing my cock again. Baker twirled, her eyes playful when she pushed at my chest. “You can. You weren’t invited anyway.”
I clutched my heart. “You’re killing me here. You can’t leave your roommate out.”
“You do realize that ‘roommate’ means we live together. Not that we’re attached at the hip.”
I glanced where my hands gripped her. “Looks to me like we are.”
Her eyes followed my gaze and her mouth did this little ripple like she wanted to argue and was fighting a smile all at once. I wanted to find out what that tasted like.
She lifted her chin, and then I was the one fighting my own grin at her defiance. “I’m not ready to go.”
I dug my fingers into the soft flesh of her hip. “We both know you’re only here because you were running from me. From this.” I motioned between us.
Her throat worked as she swallowed hard, but fire blazed up at me from her eyes. “There is no this.”
“Oh, there is so a this.” I inched my face closer to hers. She held her breath and backed away. “The first time I kiss you won’t be in a crowded club.”
“I’m not kissing you.” Her voice tripped over the words.
I smirked. “Yeah. You’re gonna kiss me. And Easy? I’m gonna kiss you right back.”
I spun Baker before I pulled her back against me. “You wanna dance? Then let’s dance.”
Chapter Five
Baker
He came here.
For me.
And he wanted me.
Down, down, down I went, consumed with how good it felt to be desired again. I hadn’t been with anyone since I’d arrived at Paths, hadn’t even considered it. Yet Holt had my mind going places it hadn’t been in years . . . maybe ever. I could easily get addicted to this feeling, which meant I couldn’t have him. Even if he wasn’t my roommate, he was still off limits.
Too dangerous.
Too easy to get sucked into.
My body moved of its own volition, following where he led. My hands threaded through the back of his hair and pulled in punishment for being so damn irresistible. But it was me who paid the penance when a low rumble escaped him, his chest vibrating against mine. Dark eyes threatened me with the promise of pleasure. All I had to do was reach out and take it.