Page 3 of The Rancher's Addiction

She looked back to see Mr.McKenzie hand his cup to one of the men before he pulled her out onto the dance floor.

A streak of unease grew, and her heartbeat increased.“Hey, wait.They said you’d say no.”

“I’m not.”

She shivered at the deep, rough timbre of his voice.“But I don’t know how to dance.”

He looked down at her and pulled her into his arms.“I’ll teach you.Why haven’t you ever learned?”

“I’ve never had the time or the inclination to dance.”

She could see the surprise in his eyes.She wasn’t about to go into her childhood with him.At that moment, she couldn’t if she tried.He pulled her against his chest and wrapped an arm around her waist, and his other hand gripped hers.Damn, his hand was over twice the size of hers.

“So, what do I do?”she asked.

“This is it.You’re dancing.”

“But we’re hardly moving,” she sputtered and then laughed.

“We don’t have to.”

She caught several startled faces as he moved them slowly around the dance floor.She gathered it had to do with the fact that the man had never danced before, as Elise said.

“So, you work on one of the ranches around here?”

He grunted.

She took that as a yes.

“My name is Jenny.”

“People call me Mac.”

She nodded and concentrated on keeping up with him and avoiding tripping.“I’m not very coordinated.I’m sorry.”

“Doesn’t matter.”

She bit her lip to keep from laughing at the looks on her friends’ faces.

He grunted again.He maneuvered them back over to where they started when the song ended, let her go, and took a step back.She nervously smoothed her shirt before she looked up at him.He was glowering down at her again and sighed.

“Thank you for my first dance.”

He nodded once.

She turned and walked back to her friends.

Nicole screeched, and Elise had a hand over her mouth.

“What is with you two?”Jenny asked.

Nicole grabbed her arm.“I would have bet a thousand dollars he would never dance.”

“Then it’s a good thing you didn’t,” Jenny said and grinned.She took the cup Elise handed her and was pulled into a conversation with an older woman.

When she finally got a chance to glance over at Mac, she found him glaring at her.She bit back a grin and waved her fingers at him before she turned away.

“Are you flirting with him?”

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