Unbreak My Heart (Rough Riders Legacy #1)(40)

Then his voice was in my ear. “You mad?”

“No. It is bad behavior to stare at someone’s ass.”

“Can I tell you a secret that might piss you off?”

“With a lead-in like that? You’d better.”

“The guy saw me staring at something in a stupor and checked to see what had my attention. When he saw your ass…well, McKay, it is f*cking mesmerizing in those leather pants so I don’t blame him even when it pissed me the f*ck off.”

“Omigod.” I blushed. “I’m never wearing these pants again.”

“Maybe not in public, but feel free to wear them around me in private anytime.”

I had no doubt that Boone could peel these pants off me in ten seconds if I gave him the chance. “Where do you think Lu and Raj are?”

“Skipped off to the karaoke bar. That’s not my thing.”

“Mine either. Besides, I don’t want to witness Lu and Raj one-upping each other with dirty sexy songs as foreplay.”

Boone gave me a considering look. “Give me an example of a dirty sexy song.”

“‘Gett Off.’ Prince.”

“Nice.”

“Your turn.”

“‘Closer.’ Nine Inch Nails.”

“Oh. Yeah. I love that song. Very dirty sexy. Okay, you win.”

Boone smirked at me. “And for my winner’s prize, you’re dancing with me.”





Sierra cocked her head, those shrewd eyes searched mine. “Not a good idea, Boone.”

“Why?”

“Because we’ve never danced together.”

“Exactly why we need to do it now.”

“How do I know that you’re not a shitty dancer who’ll tromp on my toes or embarrass me with disco moves?”

I braced my forearm on the bar and leaned in, losing my train of thought when I caught a whiff of her sweet perfume and beneath that sweetness, the earthier musk of her skin. Brushing my lips across her ear, I murmured, “Only one way to find out if I’ve got the moves like Jagger, McKay.”

She laughed. “Okay.”

I clasped her left hand in my right, towing her behind me until we reached the farthest edge of the dance floor.

Sierra brought our clasped hands up and rested her left hand on my right shoulder, keeping our bodies a proper distance apart like we were in fifth grade gym class.

“Nice try, but you belong here.” I circled her arms around my neck. Then I placed my hands in the small of her back with my forearms resting on her hips. “Much better.”

“Says you. But if your hands migrate toward my ass, you’ll get a knee to your nuts, West.”

I chuckled. “Tough talk.”

“Try me.”

“If you want to touch my nuts all you’ve gotta do is ask, no need to get violent about it.”

She had no response for that.

Conversation was the dead last thing on my mind as I finally held this woman in my arms. She matched her rhythm to mine. Even our breath synchronized as I felt the rising and falling of her chest and her exhale across my neck.

I bit back a groan. I’d always known we’d move together like this—which was why I’d never allowed our bodies to touch during those months we first got to know each other. I’d even lied about why I planned to skip prom, claiming I didn’t have the money or the right transportation. But the truth was if I’d seen Sierra dressed to the nines and then spent the entire night body to body like this? I would’ve had her stripped bare as soon as we were alone and I never would’ve left Wyoming.

“What are you thinking about?” she demanded. “Because you’re making some Neanderthal noises.”

“I’m thinking about the real reason I didn’t ask you to prom.”

“Is this the ‘I wouldn’t have been able to keep my hands off you’ excuse?”

“Not an excuse, Sierra, and you damn well know it.”

Her disbelieving snort vibrated against my neck. “I’m so glad you were able to keep your virtue and my hymen intact when you took off a month later.”

I wasn’t falling for her attempt to rile me, which in turn would rile her and give her an excuse to stomp away mad. “That’s the only time in my life I’ve come close to being virtuous.”

“I think you had ‘virtue’ confused with ‘self-interest,’” she retorted.

Sliding my left hand up past the nape of her neck, I sifted my fingers through her hair until I had a good grip. “You’re going there? Good. We need to get this shit out in the open, so we can move on from it.” I felt the ferocity flicker in my eyes, knew she saw it and didn’t bother to try and hide it. “I secretly ate it up that a girl like you had a thing for me. That you saw me beyond the bullshit of my life. But goddammit, don’t pretend you didn’t know how I felt about you that whole time.”

“I didn’t know,” she said hotly.

“Bull. You were the only person I spent my nonworking hours with. I didn’t hang with the guys. I didn’t have any friends at school besides you, Sierra.”

“Because you were too busy working toward getting the hell out of Wyoming to bother with any of that normal teen life stuff.”