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Loud, sensual
music with a Latin overtone and a hard-driving bass spilled out into the
night as the bouncer opened the front door to the club. Rei followed P.J.
inside to pay the cover charge and get a bright red kiss stamp on the back
of her hand before pressing through the crowd toward the bar. She looked
around while they waited for one of the bartenders to take their orders.
“This place
is awesome, isn’t it?” P.J. had to lean close to her ear to be heard
as she handed over a shot glass of green liquid.
Rei eyed the
drink suspiciously. “What’s that?”
“A melon
ball shooter.” She raised her glass. “To you, my friend, and living to
fight another day.”
“To
survival.” Rei tilted her head back and swallowed the sweet cocktail.
P.J. smacked her glass onto the bar and signaled for another round.
Just then two
men sidled up next to them at the bar and tried to strike up a
conversation. While P.J. seemed interested, their tired pickup lines and
alpha male arrogance turned Rei off. Sure, she entertained a fantasy about
sex with a stranger, but in reality she didn’t want to be viewed as an
easy score. Finally the second round of shot glasses arrived. Rei accepted
the drink, but decided it was already her last.
“What are we
toasting this time?”
“To new
adventures.” Her friend’s eyes covetously followed a hot guy walking
past.
Rei touched
her glass to P.J.’s then drained it. Almost immediately, she felt the
alcohol’s fire spread through her, easing the tension in muscles she
hadn’t realized were tight with stress. She felt light-headed, but in a
good way, as if all the censuring voices in her mind had been momentarily
silenced.
Rei closed her
eyes, focusing on the music and chatter, the press of bodies, the faint
odor of sweat and perfume. Her heart had taken on the rhythm of the music
and, though the setting was incongruous for yoga, she allowed herself to
be truly in the moment. Nothing mattered except being right here, right
now.
“Let’s go
dance!”
Laughing at
the stunned expression on P.J.’s face- usually she had to be coaxed out
to the floor- she began weaving her way toward the stage. Once she reached
the orchestra pit, she created a space and made room for her friend. P.J.
easily got into the groove, her curvy body wriggling to the up-tempo
music. Rei wasn’t nearly as athletic, but quickly found her own
shuffle-step-shimmy routine.
She became
aware of men approaching from the sidelines and started to turn so that
P.J. could shield her, then mentally shrugged. She didn’t know anyone
here, would probably never be in this place again. Through the mega-watt
sound system, Christina Aguilera invited her to get ‘Dirrty’. Rei gave
herself over to the idea. The music was hot and so was she. Why not take a
risk?
Why not let go and ‘dance like she didn’t
care if anyone was watching’?
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From
the book AFTERNOON
DELIGHT by
Mia Zachary
Imprint
and Series: Harlequin Blaze; Publication Date: April
2006
Copyright © 2005 by Mika Boblitz; ® and T are trademarks of the
publisher.
The edition will be published by arrangement with Harlequin
Books S.A.
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