When his plate was full to overflowing, he grabbed a plastic fork and looked around for a place to sit. Hunter had evidently been watching for him, because he stood up and waved Larem over. Relieved to have a place where he knew he"d be welcome, Larem threaded his way through the throng toward his friend.
To his surprise, Hunter and Tate weren"t alone at their end of the long table. Lonzo and D.J. sat flanking Sasha, leaving the only open spot directly across from her. There was no way to avoid sitting there without drawing even more attention to himself.
D.J. took a swig of his beer and set it aside. "Hey, Larem, I"ve got a question for you."
Larem braced himself. When it came to D.J., there was no telling what he"d ask. More than once he"d heard one of the other Paladins say that sometimes there was a complete disconnect between D.J."s mouth and his brain.
"Go ahead and ask, but no promises that I"ll answer."
Hunter laughed. "Perfect response, Larem."
Lonzo leaned forward to look around Sasha at D.J. "And remember there are ladies present."
The man in question gave them all a disgusted look. "Get off my back, Lonzo. I know how to behave in public. I just want to know if he dances."
What could Larem say to that? "Not with you. No offense, you"re good looking, at least by human standards, but I don"t make a habit of partnering with men."
When D.J. choked on his beer, Hunter pounded on his back. That didn"t keep him and Lonzo from cracking up at the look on D.J."s face.
"That is not what I meant, jerk."
Larem grinned at the fl.u.s.tered Paladin. "Then why don"t you explain what you did mean?"
"After we clean up the food, Lacey said we could crank up the music and use the deck and patio for dancing. It occurred to me that I"ve never seen you or Barak dance. I just wondered if you both have two left feet or if Kalith just don"t dance."
Larem"s grasp of the nuances of English was far better than it used to be, but occasionally an expression threw him. It took him a moment to decide that "two left feet" meant clumsy.
"We can dance just fine."
"I was afraid of that." D.J. nudged Sasha. "The guys outnumber the women here tonight by about six to one. If Barak and Larem were out of the running, it would even the odds a bit."
With a perfectly straight face, Sasha shook her head. "Sorry to disappoint you, D.J., but it"s me who doesn"t dance."
The Paladin immediately wilted, his disappointment obvious and complete. "Oh, well, we"ll just watch then."
Larem suspected Sasha was teasing the Paladin, but he didn"t know for sure until she looked across the table and winked at him. Tate saw it and snickered. Finally, D.J. realized that he"d been had.
"Okay, lady, just for that, I claim the first dance."
"All right, but I have to warn you that I like to lead."
Lonzo, not to be outdone, said, "That"s okay with me as long as I get the second dance."
Tate turned to Hunter with an expectant look. "Well?"
He groaned. "One dance. You know how much I hate it."
"Four." Tate crossed her arms over her chest, clearly determined to win this negotiation.
"Two."
She smirked. "Three plus two slow dances. Even you can manage to slow-dance."
"Fine." He tugged her closer for a quick kiss. "But you owe me."
"Deal."
Larem observed the interchange with mixed feelings. It was hard to see their obvious love for each other and not want some of that for himself.
Once again, he found himself watching Sasha talk to D.J. and Lonzo. There was no way he was going to sit on the sidelines and watch her dance with a series of Paladins. He"d seen people dancing on television. It couldn"t be that hard, especially when the music slowed down. Most of the time, the couples swayed together, their movements looking a lot like foreplay.
A few minutes later, Lacey began pa.s.sing out trash bags and the group made quick work of the mess. Food was packed up and the coolers restocked with pop and beer. The sun had gone down, so the only light came from the twinkling lights that Lacey and Barak had strung in the low branches of the trees and along the deck.
When the music started, D.J. grabbed Sasha by the hand and dashed for the makeshift dance floor. Hunter let Tate drag him along in their wake. He grumbled each step of the way, but Larem could tell he was really bluffing. As soon as they reached the patio, Hunter spun Tate and led her through a rather amazing display of dance steps.
For a man who swore he hated dancing, he looked pretty proficient at it. Devlin and Laurel were the next couple to join in, followed by Trahern and Brenna. Pretty soon all the mated pairs were dancing while the other males looked on in envy. But after the first song, all the women abandoned their partners and chose new ones.
Lonzo, not to be outdone by D.J., was showing off to a salsa number with Sasha, her pretty face flushed and happy as she did her best to follow his lead. Whoever was manning the stereo switched over to a slower pace after the salsa ended to give everyone the chance to catch their breath.
Larem had been waiting for that exact moment to make his move. He held out his hand to Sasha, giving her the final decision.
Sasha didn"t hesitate, letting Larem pull her close as the gentle rhythms surrounded them. They fit together better than she would"ve thought considering the difference in their heights. Coc.o.o.ned in the darkness of the crowded patio, she gave in to temptation and laid her head against Larem"s chest. A heartbeat later, he nestled his head against the top of hers, his breath softly tickling her cheek.
Dancing with Lonzo and D.J. had been fun, but this was different. Ever since that instant when Larem had grabbed her in the elevator, she"d wanted to feel his arms around her again. It was insane, and she knew it.
That didn"t make it any less true.
Unfortunately, songs never lasted more than a few minutes. As the final strains died away, she forced herself to step back. Larem resisted letting her go only briefly, but it was long enough to let her know that she wasn"t the only one with regrets.
She held on to his hand, tugging him down so she could be heard over the heavy metal that started blasting from the closest speakers. "I"d like a cold drink before I get whisked away again."
He nodded and plowed a path through the crowd, towing her along behind him. When they broke through to freedom, he finally let go of her hand. It was for the best, but for the first time she felt the chill of the evening air.
"What would you like?"
Larem had leaned down close to her ear to ask. She turned toward him, toward that mouth that she very much wanted to taste again. For a second she thought he"d read her thoughts because he swayed toward her a fraction of an inch before abruptly standing back.
She blinked, wondering if she"d only imagined that small connection, but then she sensed another presence. They weren"t alone. Lonzo was standing right behind them, popping the top on a beer. She realized she"d never answered Larem, but accepted the pop he held out to her.
"Thank you."
She hoped he realized she meant for more than just the drink. It was hard not to be disappointed by the missed opportunity, but it was definitely for the best. She didn"t know what to do about the attraction she felt for Larem. Rather than stand there next to temptation, she set her drink aside and went looking for D.J.
Chapter 12.
Lonzo nudged Larem with his elbow. "You gotta quit looking at her like that. She"s cute and all, but Sasha"s the boss, not to mention her old man is a Regent."
Larem was tempted to tell his roommate to f.u.c.k off and mind his own business, but Lonzo was right. Larem was playing with fire, and they both knew who"d end up getting burned if her father found out a Kalith warrior was itching to get naked with his daughter.
"There"s nothing going on."
"Yeah, right." Lonzo nodded toward the dance floor where Sasha was dancing with D.J. "I doubt anyone but me and Hunter know for sure that you"re seriously interested in her, but you need to be careful."
"I had one dance with her, and so did you." He glared in D.J."s direction. "Go talk to him. He"s on his second."
Lonzo snorted. "Yeah, he is, but she isn"t cuddling with him like she did with you. I"ve got to tell you, bro, those were some serious moves you put on her out there."
"So I was lucky enough to get a song with a slow beat instead of whatever you want to call that racket." His words came out as more of a growl than intended.
Lonzo understood him well enough to know that when Larem"s accent grew thicker, his temper was on the verge of exploding. That didn"t mean he"d back off.
"I"m not trying to p.i.s.s you off, man, but you need to tread carefully. You already made waves when you went all heroic and saved her life, not to mention how you got all territorial when you faced down those two punks earlier. Toss in holding her close like that on the dance floor, and you might as well paint a sign on her back marking her as yours."
Anger slid through Larem"s veins. "I didn"t hear her complaining."
"No, you were both too wrapped up in each other to notice anything else. But I wasn"t the only one watching, and there was definitely some speculation about what was going on. Maybe you could deflect some of that if you"d go dance with someone else. Better yet, a couple of someone elses."
That was the last thing Larem wanted to do, but he had to admit Lonzo was right. "Fine, I"ll go dance, but the first person who laughs gets his a.s.s kicked, especially if it"s you."
Lonzo grinned. "Fair enough. Meanwhile, I"m going to steal Sasha before someone else does."
He laughed when Larem glared at him. "I"m just looking out for your interests, roomie."
"Sure you are."
"I sure as h.e.l.l am." Lonzo turned serious. "I don"t poach."
The party slowly wound down. With everyone pitching in, the final cleanup didn"t take long. One by one, the cars and trucks disappeared from sight. Larem was catching a lift to the apartment he shared with Lonzo, but he wanted to make sure Sasha had a way back to her hotel. Yeah, she was a big girl and could find her own ride, but he couldn"t seem to stop himself.
Lonzo, always the mind reader, leaned close and murmured, "Want me to ask her if she needs a ride?"
Larem"s first instinct was to say no, but he gave in to the temptation. "Yeah, go ahead."
He watched as his roommate stopped to talk to a couple of friends, taking an indirect route to where Sasha stood chatting with Lacey. Smart thinking. That would lessen the likelihood that anyone would think anything of his casual offer to give Sasha a ride.
To reinforce the idea that Lonzo was operating on his own, Larem left the house to stand outside by the truck. Either Sasha would be with Lonzo or she wouldn"t; all he could do was wait to see.
A minute later, the front door opened again. Larem had been leaning against the fender of the truck but immediately straightened up as soon as Sasha stepped out into the night air. He ignored the surge of excitement at seeing her coming toward him. Both the Kalith and the Paladins had superior night vision, so he carefully schooled his features to express only mild interest in her approach.
He ached to explore those feminine curves again, to crush her body against his somewhere a h.e.l.l of a lot more private than a crowded patio. He closed his eyes and imagined how it would feel to dance with her, only stretched out on a big bed, her satin skin sliding against his. d.a.m.n, he couldn"t let himself think that way.
She walked directly toward him, Lonzo tagging along slightly behind her. Larem waited until they were little more than a car length away from where he stood to open the pa.s.senger door for her.
"Are you guys sure the hotel"s not out of your way?"
"Don"t sweat it," Lonzo said, jangling his keys as he walked around to the driver"s side. "It"s not very far from our apartment."
"Well, I appreciate it."
She paused to eye the high step up into Lonzo"s truck with obvious misgivings. Larem glanced around and decided no one was watching. He quickly swept her up in his arms and lifted her up to the seat, startling a gasp from Sasha and a laugh from Lonzo.
"Next time warn me!" she said, sounding more fl.u.s.tered than furious.
She immediately scooted over toward the middle to make room for him. Even as tiny as she was, the cab felt crowded, but maybe that was because every sense Larem possessed was running hot with her next to him. Pressed together, shoulder to hip, hip to thigh, her warmth soaked through the thin layers of fabric that separated them, the sensation guaranteed to drive him crazy.
He shifted his position, angling his back toward the door, hoping to give both of them a little breathing room. It didn"t help, not with the scent of her perfume filling in the small s.p.a.ce that he opened up between them. Right now, it felt as if both time and Lonzo"s truck were crawling along, intent on straining Larem"s selfcontrol to the limit.
Finally, they were back downtown and pulling up in front of Sasha"s hotel. As Lonzo drove under the overhang, his cell phone chimed. He checked the text message and cursed.
"Sorry, folks, but I"ve gotta rock-and-roll. Devlin"s calling in the troops."
Larem climbed out of the truck and then lifted Sasha down to the ground. "Drop me here. I can get back home on my own."
"You sure?"
"No problem. I could use a long walk."
A really long walk, like right off one of the piers. Maybe the chilly water of Puget Sound would cool his almost painful awareness of the woman standing beside him.
"So, did he say what was going on?" Sasha asked Lonzo "Nope, but if it was really bad, he would"ve called rather than texting. Oh, well, never a dull moment."
The Paladin smiled down at her. "Thanks for the dances, Sasha." Then he grinned at Larem. "Don"t wait up, Lucy."
Larem laughed. "Be careful, Ricky."
"I will."
Larem shut the door and the two of them watched Lonzo drive off. Sasha shivered as she stared after the truck, turning toward Larem only after the taillights disappeared down the street. "G.o.d, I don"t know how they stay sane and do what they do."
Larem stripped off his jacket and hung it around her shoulders. "Come on, Sasha. D.J.? Sane?"
She giggled. "Okay, you got me there."
"But to answer your question, they are warriors, born and bred to serve their people. They can"t imagine living any other life. If you took it away from them, they wouldn"t know what to do with themselves. Perhaps join your military, although some would have a difficult time concealing their special abilities."
Sasha"s dark eyes studied Larem, seeing far more than he was comfortable with. He didn"t want to hear whatever she was thinking.