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A new song came on over the speakers. Wes grabbed her hand. “Dance with me.”

“Oh, but I—”

“No buts.” He winked at Jim. “Nice meeting you.” He tugged Jillian toward the dance floor.

“That was rude.”

“No,” he said, spinning her around to face him. “What was rude was the way you told me to get lost last week.”

“I did not.”

He held her too closely, and as it always did when he touched her the electricity that stretched between them danced along his arms and his belly. It’d been weeks since they’d been together, and yet he still craved her just as badly as that first time.

“You did, and you’ve been avoiding me this week.” He felt her tense in his arms. “My mom says she’s asked you to come over at least a half a dozen times.”

“I’ve been busy.”

“You’ve been avoiding me,” he repeated.

Just as quickly as it’d come, the tension left her body. “All right, I have.”