Her movements are so graceful that I don’t actually take in that Mia is pole dancing. I’ve been in a strip club before and what I saw there is nothing like this.
When the time comes for the chorus again, I feel a sweet aching in my chest, knowing what’s coming. She pulls herself up against the pole and I lose my breath.
I loved Mia Daniels when she was eighteen. Watching the woman in front of me it’s very clear that my feelings haven’t gone away over the years, but have only grown into a raging fire. I’ve tried to date other women but none of them ever held up next to Mia.
I have to talk to Rhett, and I can only hope he’ll understand and give his blessing, because I’ve never wanted anything the way I want Mia.
It has nothing to do with the weight she’s lost. I love everything about her, but it’s her smile and eyes that made me fall for her. I’ll admit she looks fucking hot in those boots and sexy as hell outfit.
As my eyes follow her, I wish I could go back in time so I could tell her I loved her the first and only time I kissed her.
Chapter 5
Mia
I pause the music and drink some water before I check the time. I still have fifteen minutes, so there’s time to do the routine again. Grabbing my towel, I dry my hands and pat over my face.
I play the music and take a deep breath as I walk back to the pole. Movement catches my eye, and I glance at the door thinking it’s someone who might want to use the class next.
I stop when I see Logan, my eyes growing huge with embarrassment.
Shit! How long has he been standing there?
Ugh … now would be a good time for the ground to open beneath my feet, and swallow me whole.
Then I remember that I’m practically dressed in underwear, and my embarrassment quickly morphs to mortification.
This is not how imagined our meeting. Since he called, I’ve been dreaming up every possible romantic scenario under the sun. Hell, he’s always had the leading role in my fantasies.
Yeah, right. Like any of them will ever happen.
He smiles, which doesn’t make me feel any better. I turn back around and walk to where my bag is. I’m practically dying that he’s seeing me dressed in such a slutty outfit. I grab my shirt and yank it over my head then sit down so I can wrestle the boots off. It’s a pain getting them on and off but they are more comfortable than a pair of heels.
He crouches in front of me and I almost knock him out with my boot as it comes off. I shove the boots in the bag and reach for my shorts.
“It’s just something I do for myself,” I start to ramble. Jeez, he must think I’m a slut now. What if he thinks I’m stripping for money and lied about the job at the store? “I only started pole dancing because Beth talked me into it.”
“Don’t be embarrassed. It was amazing to watch.”
I stand and pull my shorts up my legs. My eyes start at his feet and work their way up his body. When our eyes meet, I’m surprised to see heat in them. It’s the same look he gave me when he taught me how to kiss. My heart starts to beat faster and for the millionth time, I wonder if he might feel something more than friendship for me.
I tie my hair back in a ponytail and chew on the inside of my bottom lip.
“Please don’t tell Rhett, or any of the other guys. I’ll never hear the end of it.”
“Your secret’s safe with me.”
“Did you bring the documents?” I ask to steer the conversation away from pole dancing.
“Yeah, they’re in the car.”
I make sure I have everything and quickly switch off the sound system. When I open the door, the classes around us start to leave. I quickly close the door again, not sure how all the women will react to seeing a man up here. The only men I’ve seen up here are usually gay and basically one of the girls.
I turn back to Logan, and I have to admit there’s nothing about him that’s even remotely gay.
“The classes are busy leaving. Do you mind waiting ten minutes?”
He smiles at me, and it makes all those familiar tingles come back with a heady rush.