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  Despite what I said, Brady laughed and took my hand in his. “What did you say?”

  “I shook my head and told her I was still baffled by the idea of anyone purposely lining up to kiss you. She whapped me in the back of the head. When I pointed out it was only you, she did it again. And then she told me if I dared to dance with Michael Serener one more time, she’d personally see to it I never saw the light of day again.”

  Brady pulled me against his expansive chest, moving our bodies back and forth as the music played. He’d always been one to spontaneously grab me and dance. It always felt right. Nothing about Brady put me off. Tossing my arm over his shoulder, I smiled. He pressed his thigh between my legs and began to rock his lower body in slow circles, taking me with him. I rubbed against him, following him move for move.

  “So, what you’re saying is that you, my roommate and extremely close friend, do not find me attractive?”

  I took hold of the hand he had on my hip and moved it to my butt. He cocked an eyebrow and I laughed softly, as I leaned back slowly, still riding his leg as I went. “You do realize we may be the only two people in the world who do this while having a full conversation like nothing is going on.”

  Brady’s warm hand touched my bare midriff and I drew in a sharp breath as my body reacted to him. He slid it up, going under my green silk cami. I moved, backing up slowly, watching him intensely as I did. Every now and then, my body would react to him sexually. It was fairly easy to squish because he was my friend and it felt different. For some reason, it had been getting a bit harder to ignore as of late.

  I thought Brady would move his hand down, like he always did. He didn’t. His fingers brushed the underside of my breast before he pulled his hand away. I smiled wide at his shock. “Surprise, no bra.”

  A cunning smile spread over his face. “I noticed. And you never answered my question about finding me attractive.”

  Pressing my body against his, I licked a line up his neck to his jaw. His entire body stiffened. It was too fun to toy with him. I kept going. I ran my nails down the front of his chiseled chest as I lowered myself on him, licking and kissing as I went. Each muscle on his stomach rippled as we continued to dance. I kept rhythm with him as I headed lower. Brady jerked, his entire body went rigid.

  When I got to his navel, I licked around it carefully. Moving down, I kissed the tiny start of sandy blond hair trailing its way down into his jeans. I knew I was pushing past the point of acceptable behavior but I didn’t care. He’d stolen my breath when he’d skimmed over my breast. It was my turn to return the favor.

  Looking up, I met his eyes with mine and slipped my fingers into the top of his jeans. I slid around the front. Unzipping him just a bit, I licked and kissed him. His stomach tightened and I nipped playfully at the skin there.

  His jaw dropped as he ran his hand into the back of my hair. I stood quickly and backed away from him. He took a deep breath.

  “Aww, aren’t paybacks a bitch?” I asked, backing up more.

  Brady crouched slightly, putting his hands out on each side of him. He shook his head. “Hey, not nice. I brushed past your breast on accident and get that punishment in return?”

  I stuck my bottom lip out, hoping to achieve a sexy pout. From the pained look on his face, I did. “I’m hurt. That was so bad it’s been labeled punishment?”

  “Don’t try it, Mads, you know exactly what you just did and how it qualifies as punishment.”

  I glanced behind me to see what would be the best escape route and then turned to face Brady. “Women do that and more to you when you’re working. Is it considered punishment then? The horny yet scorned look you’re wearing makes me want to do it again just to piss you off, Brady.”

  “Really?” he asked, circling me. Brady took on the look of a predator and I loved every second of it.

  “Ooo, I can now tell everyone I licked a movie star.” I winked and backed up again. “I’ve been told that millions of women would die to kiss your cheek. How many more would join in if we were talking about licking those abs?”

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