“Let’s dance,” I rushed out. “You—I mean, we were having so much fun doing that.” I just had to suffer through, what, five songs? I could do anything for five songs. “Anything for my sexy girl.” Barf. He led me to the dance floor, his hands resting even lower on my butt, and began grinding his hips into me. My eyes widened in shock, because I could feel him growing hard. “Do you feel that, baby?” he said. “You turn me on so much.”
