Page 172 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 2
He looked up at me. “I’m actually gonna get going.”
“No you’re not. Come dance with us.”
“But I um…I got another thing.”
“Another thing? Your best friend just got engaged. Nothing is as important as this.” I put my hand out for him.
He looked at my hand and then back up at my face. “I really gotta get going.”
Seriously?“Scoot.” I pushed on his arm for him to move over in the booth. I sat down beside him. “What other thing?”
“A work thing.”
Bullshit.It was Friday night. I knew what this was about. “You’re going to find your person, Matt.”
He drew his eyebrows together. “No. I’m not.”
“Of course you will. Did you ever in a million years think I would have found love with James? He was my professor for goodness sakes.”
Matt shrugged.
“And I’m pretty sure that Mason was up to very sinful things when he met Bee. Did you ever think he would settle down?”
Matt pressed his lips together.
“And Rob and Daphne? That is a very unlikely pair. Carefree Rob with a woman who orders food like it’s the biggest decision in the world.”
Matt finally smiled. “She really shouldn’t be allowed into restaurants.”
I laughed. “Come on. Celebrate with us. You’ll find your soulmate soon.”
His smile faltered.
What was going on with him? I slid out of the booth and put my hand out again. “Don’t leave me hanging here, Matt. I don’t have a partner on the dance floor and I need you.” I looked over to where Rob was trying to lift James again.What on earth are they doing?
Matt slid his hand into mine.
I pulled him out of the booth and dragged him to the dance floor. I took a few steps backward and pretended to cast a fishing rod. “You,” I mouthed, like I’d just caught him.
Matt wiggled toward me like he was the fish I caught, and then grabbed me and dipped me.
I laughed as he pulled me back to his chest.
“Feeling better already, aren’t you?”
He shimmied in response.
I smiled. I had no doubt in my mind that Matt would find someone soon. The guy was a total catch. Speaking of catches…I glanced over at James. All our friends were dancing in the middle of the dance floor. I grabbed Matt’s hand and pulled him over to the rest of our friends.
We all surrounded Rob and Daphne in the middle of the dance floor and cheered for them again. They started pausing in their dance in funny poses like they were posing for paparazzi.
“Work it, girl!” Bee yelled and pretended to take a photo.
Which somehow ended in us all taking turns in the middle, posing for fake photos.
I was smiling so hard my cheeks hurt.
James grabbed my hips again, pulling me against him. I reached behind me, grabbing the back of his neck. And I moved my body slow to the music. Torturously slow. I never knew a restaurant filled with creepy parrots could be so erotic, but I swear I was soaked.
