Page 65 of Going for Gold (Sweet Cravings 3)

"You'

re a part of this mission?" I asked Bryce.

"Kill me," he whispered.

I laughed.

"He sounds like a great third," Kristen said with a laugh.

"My kinky woman," Tim said and kissed her cheek.

Kristen's phone started buzzing in her bag. She pulled it out. "Shit." She looked at me.

I knew what she was going to say before she even said it.

"Brazil beat the Dominican Republic," she said.

I thought I'd be upset. But I wasn't. I wanted to play against Brazil for the gold. I wanted to beat Gabriela Santos once and for all. "It's okay. We're going to crush them."

Kristen smiled. "That's my girl."

Bryce put his arm around my shoulders. "You're definitely going to crush her."

I was glad he'd be cheering me on instead of making out with Gabriela. God. I hated that Chris had just popped into my head. Stupid asshole. He'd be making out with a loser after Saturday night. Because despite what he had said, Gabriela Santos was not better than me at anything. Well, maybe strip dancing. But that's just because she was a whore.

Tim called in the next dancer and I let my mind wander back to all the things I wished I was doing with Bryce. Which first involved him slowly tracing his hand up my thigh. Yup, I was officially a sex addict.

Chapter 27

Friday

Bryce

I put my hands on Alina's hips again. We were the only two understudies, so we were fooling around in the back of the dance studio, half paying attention, half trying to avoid our primal urges. One more day.

"Is this right?" Alina asked. She bent down low, pressing her ass against me.

Fuck yes. "Yeah, that seems right."

I pulled her waist so that we'd be pressed even closer together.

Alina laughed and stood up. "I'm pretty sure Lucas isn't doing that to Kristen."

"I think we're doing it right."

"Mhm. Sure. Here, let me try to do that two step thing again." She grabbed my hands and did something that involved shimmying. I was having trouble not staring at her breasts. She turned to the side and I dipped her low.

"No, no, no!" Tim yelled from the front of the room. "Everyone stop! The thrusting needs to be more forceful. You have to make the judges believe that you wish you were naked. It's the heat of the moment people! I need to feel the romance!"

"I'm pretty sure Tim has lost it," Alina whispered to me.

I laughed.

"Bryce!" Tim yelled. "Get up here. I need to show them what I mean."

"Oh God," I mumbled. I made my way up to the front of the room.

"Lucas," Tim said. "Grab Kristen's waist like this. Lean over," he whispered to me.

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