Page 52 of In Your Dreams, Holden Rhodes

I tried not to laugh. “Yeah, honey, we know.”

She straightened up. “I should see if anyone wants more tequila shots.”

Olivia was behind her in a flash, hands on Sadie’s shoulders. “You’re clocking out for the night.”

“What?” Sadie’s face fell like Olivia had killed her puppy. “No! You still have customers.”

“I can handle the rest of the night,” Olivia told her. With her hands on Sadie’s shoulders, she walked her around the bar to where I sat. “Why don’t you hang out with Holden for a bit?”

Sadie’s face lit up. “Ilovethat idea. I love hanging out with Holden.” She beamed at me and plopped down in my lap. “Hi,” she said, smiling at me.

Her weight in my lap was heaven. She sunk her hands into my hair and I bit a groan back.

“Hi.” My hands came to her waist.

Her face was inches from mine and I remembered the last time we were this close, when we kissed the other night at the inn.

Fuck, that had been a good kiss. The best kiss I’d ever had.

I really wanted to kiss her again.

“Have I ever told you how gorgeous your hair is?” She tugged it and my eyes fell closed as tingles shot down my neck. “I like sitting in your lap. We should do this more often.”

I let out a silent laugh. Yeah, like that would happen.

“I like it, too.” My hands twitched and I had the urge to rub up and down her back, her sides, her arms, but I held back.

Sadie was drunk. She’d regret all of this in the morning. My sole purpose right now was to make sure she got home okay.

The song changed to a popular nineties hip hop song and Sadie gasped. Her eyes widened as she clutched the sides of my head.

“Oh my god,” she whispered.

My face creased with concern. “What?”

“Ilovethis song!” She hopped off my lap and climbed onto the stool beside me.

Jesus Christ. “Sadie, get down.” I stood and tried to pull her down but she swatted my hands away, giggling, while she clambered onto the bar top.

She kneeled in front of me and her hands came to my cheeks. “Holden, one of my life goals is to dance on the bar top.” She looked deep into my eyes. “You wouldn’t get in the way of that, would you?”

I sighed and she smiled.

“Olivia, turn it up!” she shouted, and another round of cheers rose as Olivia obliged with a grin.

Sadie began dancing on the bar top, swaying her ass, arms above her head, tits bouncing as she moved.

Fuck. I swallowed hard with my eyes glued on her. Thank god my family had left or they’d never let me hear the end of this.

Olivia appeared at my side. “I thought everyone knew cordial had alcohol in it.”

The tops of Sadie’s bra cups were visible as she leaned over and desire shot through me, straight to my cock. I let out a heavy breath. After the first minute of Sadie dancing on the bar, people returned to their conversations, unphased. She wasn’t the first person to dance up on that counter.

“Guess not. I should take her home.”

Olivia tilted her head, watching Sadie dance. “Nah. Let her have a bit of fun. I get the sense she’s had a rough couple months.”

I bit my lip, memorizing the fullness of Sadie’s cleavage.

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