Page 17 of Satan's Son

“What?” Ethan smirked.

I had nothing.

“I’ll strip.” I shrugged my shoulders. What a great idea. Ethan would be scarred for life if he saw that. “Yeah, I’ll strip. So, what will it be, pretty boy, a dance show or a strip show?”

“You won’t.”

“Want to dare me?” I smiled smugly.

“I don’t know how to dance.” Ethan looked quickly in the other direction, embarrassed.

It was so tempting to make fun of him right now, but I’m not that mean. Smiling, I walked toward him, pulling his arms out of the tight cross he was holding them in.

“Okay, first loosen up.” I placed my hands in Ethan’s. If I didn’t know him better, I’d have thought I saw a blush. “All right, now just follow my lead.”

I lifted our arms up, swaying and singing. He wasn’t moving, so I pulled on his arms, forcing him to move. I let go of his hands after he managed to get some sort of rhythm going and, to my surprise, he actually danced with me.

“I guess it’s good no one can see us. We would look kind of weird, dancing in the forest.” I grinned at Ethan then did a double-take when I saw it. Could it be? No, it couldn’t be. Ethan was smiling?

“You’re smiling! I didn’t know it was possible!” I cheered and jumped.

“Real mature, Addy.”

Addy?He’d given me a nickname? Well, who knew a little bit of dancing could perform miracles!

The music stopped, and I stopped dancing, glancing at the car. Well, I supposed the song was coming to an end, but did they really have to kill the music? We were just getting into it.

“Shit, we are late!” Ethan cursed and then quickly walked around me and jogged down to the car.

“Late for…?” I jogged behind him: “Is it a dinner date? Because then we would have something in common with a rabbit. Have you seenAlice in Wonderland? ”

Ethan didn’t reply. Okay, maybe it was a lame joke. But it deserved a snigger.

I came to a stop next to Ethan, who was staring into the car with a hard expression on his face. I looked into the cab to see what he was staring at and screamed.

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