Offer The Demon
About to approach them with his card and the usual speech, he spotted her. He wasn’t sure how he’d known it was her when she didn’t look anything like herself. Maybe it was the hair. Not many women wore it so long, long enough to graze her backside. It certainly wasn’t the clothes she wore, or lack thereof. The skirt should probably be illegal. The top—he didn’t want to even go there. It was her, there was no doubt. It was Aurora, and the way she moved to the beat of the music looked damn good.
Her body floated, rolling in such erotic moves it
had him swallowing a
hard lump in his throat. And apparently, he
wasn’t the only one affected.
It was time he put a stop to this.
He stepped into the crowd surrounding her and
before he could take control of the situation, she leaned against
his chest, wound her arms
He probably should put an end to this, his mind
was all but screaming it, but his body refused to listen. Putting
his hands on her hips, he swayed to
Slowly, seductively, she turned, and her eyes widened with surprise. “Scott? Well, you certainly know how to move.”
Gathering his thoughts, Scott grabbed her by the arm, and dragged her away.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?”