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feel rather than think so much. Let go and listen to the beat of the drums over the sounds of the horns. She let her hips sway and invited the bass into her system, imagining the thrumming of fingers on guitar strings. She raised her arms, as finally it started to feel good, forgetting about Nick, Donovan, Tall and Dark, all of it. Gabby did a shimmy and when she opened her eyes, there he was—head bobbing, feet keeping time, hips not doing a bad job at all. She couldn’t help but smile and give Nick a nod.
    Oh hell, what did it matter? It was just a dance, and they weren’t kids anymore. She leaned into him, moving close to his broad chest, taking in his masculine heat, when suddenly the world seemed to stop, shift, and start spinning again in the opposite direction. She pressed her hand to his hard pecs as she tried to right herself against the sudden shift, and Nick’s arm snaked around her waist, sending a dangerous zing of pleasure throughout her body. Damn. Just how not top shelf was that champagne?
    He looked down at her just as she looked up into his eyes. For a moment, it was as if their breaths and their heartbeats were one. The bass dropped lower, and their hips dipped along with it. The music changed and he took her hands, lifting them above her head and leading her back and into a wave toward his body, connecting with him again. Nick twisted her arms up once more to turn her back to front, bringing her backside in contact with his evident hardness. His arms came around hers and she closed her eyes again, and it was as if the rest of the club melted away to nothingness, leaving only the two of them. Bodies, heartbeats, and movement.
    Then the music changed, and Gabby’s eyes popped open. Reality set in. The music was too loud, the dance floor was too crowded, and Nick was too close. What the hell was she doing? This was Nick she was pushing up on. And why in the world was he pushing back? She moved out of his embrace. Even though he was just inches away, she was instantly cold. She turned back toward him, her armor back in place.
    “It’s just a dance. Nothing more,” she said low but knew her voice carried over the music.
    “I know,” he replied. “Nothing more.”
    His voice was dark and raspy, and it held a hint of something that had her eyes popping up meeting his. Suddenly Gabby felt for him. She’d been so far stuck in the past that she hadn’t really thought of how he was feeling. Despite their history it had to be tough to find your girl curled up with someone else, someone you couldn’t compete with if you tried. She knew the feeling. These past twenty-four hours had to have been tough on him. It wasn’t like Nick was used to disappointment.
    “Hey, loosen up,” she yelled over the music, trying to bring lightness to her voice. “I’m sorry I was being such a hard ass. I’m glad you came out tonight—I know it’s making your brother happy having you here.”
    He nodded and they both looked at Steve who was paying them no mind, at the moment engaged in taking a shot from a short blond in a shorter skirt. Nick leaned in close to her ear and she fought not to pull back from the fizzle that came from his breath against her skin. “I doubt that within a half hour he’ll even know I’m here.”
    She nodded. “Well, I’m sure he knows you showed.”
    The music turned to an uptempo song once more, and Gabby was shocked to see Nick quickly change rhythm with the music. “Hey, you’re good.”
    “You’re surprised?”
    “And what if I am?”
    With that he leaned in close again, but this time did a silly, old school shake around her body a la  Saturday Night Fever . “Is this more of how you saw me?”
    “Now, I wouldn’t go that far,” she said, picking up the beat again and shaking her hips, spinning around, surprised at how much she was enjoying this moment with Nick. She laughed and let go once again. But it was in a back dip and twirl that she saw them. Gabby paused for just