Page 840 of One More Kiss

I grunt and shake my head to lift off the lightheadedness.

“Atta boy!”

Shouldn’t have drunk it so fast. I don’t feel numb, but I also don’t feel energized. I feel... for lack of a better word, loose.

“Now go.”

The words fall on me like rocks—huge, big-ass, heavy, and crushing.

“I-I-I can’t.” I grab his hand.

“You can. Go, now.”

“You come with me,” I plead with him.

Tilting his head back, Calder heaves a sigh, muttering something under his breath.

He walks around the table and stands next to me, grabbing my hand. “Let’s go,” he mutters and drags me across the room toward the sexy silver wolf.

I have seen no silver hair on his head, so should I call him a black wolf? Or a silver fox?

I don’t remember his hair color!

What is his hair color?

“Dude, stop with your murmuring. You don’t need to concern yourself with the color of his hair. You only need to worry about whether his joystick works.”

Right.Remember if his joystick works. I can do that.

Oh, who cares what he has?

I’m just happy I can fly. Floating high in the sky, body pulsing, the music thrumming through every fiber in my cell.

No tension, no nerves, just the feel of the music.

Hypnotic.

Chaotic.

I bob my head, nodding to the beat.

“Hopefully he carries a 10mm socket in those sexy pants of his.”

Right. 10mm socket.Got it.

Should I ask the sexy hunk to dance with me?

I wanna dance.

I shake my hips, moving from feet to feet, bouncing. Grind even, just like all these couples here on the dance floor.

As we get closer, Calder gasps, and his grip on my arm tightens. “OMG!” He whispers.

“What?”

“Do you know who that is?”

“Who?” I look over his shoulder and around.

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