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that I am indeed wearing underwear. I raise my head and meet Keith’s hard gaze. Those green eyes are as hard as emeralds as he glares after me and my friends. I decide that I don’t care if he is angry and that I will still have a great time with him here. So I smile sweetly at him. “Hey, Keith. Thanks for coming!” I call as Blake starts to descend the stairs without any trouble.
                  Bianca, who is walking behind me, has the most amazing expression on her face. It is both amused and proud. She is glad that I have not rushed to Keith’s side and forgotten all about my many promises to her and myself about forgetting about him tonight.
                  Blake doesn’t set me on my feet again until we are in the middle of the dance floor. I fix my dress and despite my self-assurance that I would not worry about Keith I peek up at the second floor balcony. My heart misses a beat when I find him standing there watching me with Hunter.
                  “Kari!” Bianca tugs on my hand to distract me. “Kari, don’t!” She has to raise her voice to be heard over the music. “Dance with Blake.”
              I sigh. I need another drink. “Bee…”
                  “Dance, girl!” She pushes me into Blake’s arms and he has such a cute expectant look on his boyish face that I find myself relaxing and soon let the music take over for me as I dance with him.
                  Half an hour later, my hair is a tangled mess and I am sweating and thirsty. Bianca has already left me for something to drink and Christian , but Blake is still going strong. I tell him that I need a drink and that I will be right back. With a nod and a grin he keeps on going.
                  A grin of my own touches my lips as I cross to the bar and request a glass of ice water and a shot of Patron. I sip the water until it is half empty then toss back the tequila with a whoop! It burns oh so nicely and I feel ready to conquer the world once more.
                  The bartender gives me a sexy smile and I grin as he sits another shot in front of me. “For the beautiful birthday girl!”
                  “Make that two!”
                  My heart stops at the sound of his deep, gravelly voice and I stand there for a long moment trying to get myself under some semblance of control. But he squeezes in beside of me at the crowded bar and our shoulders brush, making my heart start once more ; this time at the speed of a runaway train.
                  Keith’s shot is put in front of him and I force myself to turn and face him. “To the lovely birthday girl.” He says and we down our shots.
                  I practically slam the shot glass down on the bar top. When the bartender raises a brow to ask if I want another I shake my head. Too much alcohol around this man and I will be in big, big trouble. I pick up my water and attempt to rehydrate.
                  “Nice, dress.” Keith comments, moving closer so that he doesn’t have to shout to be heard over the music. “I don’t believe I’ve had the pleasure of seeing it before.”
                  I shrug. “It was a gift.” Is all the explanation I give.
                  “Someone has good taste. Where the panties a gift too?”
                  I blink, thinking that I have just heard pure venomous jealousy in his deep voice. But then I realize that it his him being a dick and turn a glare on him. “Yes! And so was the bra.”
                  His gaze zooms in on my chest, notices the lack of said bra and darkens. “Of course it was.” He grits his teeth.
                  My blond brow s raise . “Why are you even here?” I demand. “After what happened at Christmas I thought I would never have to see you again.” I had feared never seeing him again even as