Maizy the Bear Charmer(Diving Creek Ranch 16)(29)

As the song drew to a close, she found Cody watching her from the halfway point between the front door and the dance floor. He looked like he wanted to come closer but couldn’t and then she realized why. A blonde club goer was chatting him up, or at least trying to. He looked slightly irritated as she kept trying to get his attention but he focused on Maizy and smiled when she rewarded him with some moves just for him. He glanced away to watch a crowded table nearby and then shifted his gaze back to her. Club business, she supposed.

She glanced between all of them and wished that last Halloween had had a different outcome. She could’ve met these wonderful, sexy men that much sooner. She sunk her fingers into her hair again and shimmied for him and giggled when he licked his lips.

As the song ended, Ben stepped forward and offered Grace his arm, and Spencer approached and spoke quietly to Jayne and she wrapped her hand around the crook of his elbow. The new bouncer, Ryan, offered the same courtesy to Lucy and the men escorted the three women back through the large, predominantly male crowd that had formed in that section of the club. Maizy sensed Heath behind her and turned to smile up into his pale green gaze.

“Hi,” Maizy said as she caught her breath.

“Hi yourself,” he murmured in that silky smooth voice of his as the guitar and drum rhythm of the next song started. “I’m on a break now. Dance with me?”

“Yes. Did you like my dance?”

A sexy smile curved his lips and she heard him growl in approval as he pulled her close. “I think the name of the song said it all. Dayum, baby.”

She laid her head against his chest. “Thank you. I’m glad you liked it.”

“I wish I could show you how much, baby,” he murmured as he maneuvered her through the crowd to Thomas Rhett’s “It Goes Like This.” “Cody told me that you were thinking about coming home with us to talk. I hope you do.”

“I don’t have my vehicle so someone will have to take me home. It may be really late.”

“Late? You mean I might miss my bedtime?” he asked in a shocked tone before he grinned. “Late doesn’t mean much to me, baby. I keep what hours I need to keep, and I wouldn’t mind if it meant getting to spend a little more time with you.”

She reached up to touch the blond scruff on his jaw and Heath caught her hand and gently pressed it to his thick pectoral. “Cody mentioned that until we talked it’d be best if we kept the public displays of affection to a minimum.”

“Pooh,” she pouted and then giggled at the comical look he gave her.

“Pooh?”

“A potty mouth is not a good habit for a kindergarten teacher to develop.”

“Good point. Pooh, indeed. I don’t like it either but at least we get to dance together, which is tempting enough by itself. So you behave yourself. You’re tempting me too much with all this mouthwatering sexiness of yours,” he said quietly as he angled them away from the crowd in the corner and nuzzled her cheek and gave her a quick kiss before turning.

“It felt good to belly dance a little.”

Heath snorted. “It felt good to watch, too, baby. That was even sexier than the first night we saw you.”

Maizy looked up at him and didn’t care if anyone saw as she reached up and stroked the nape of his neck, her fingertips tickling against his close-cropped blond hair. “I was dancing for the three of you this time, to please you.”

The heat in his gaze made her tingle and she snuggled up to him. The chorus of the song played again and she smiled at the lyrics. Was he writing his name on her heart? Were all three of them? Maybe.

He squeezed her and murmured, “This is our song from now on.”

All she could do was smile as she looked up at him. Her heart was full.

“Did you ride your motorcycles to work tonight?” she asked as he walked her back to the table after the song ended.

“No. Cody thought you might want to talk if we got to see you tonight, and the Twisted Bull being what it is, we knew that wouldn’t happen until later after work. We were being positively assumptive and brought Spencer’s truck since it has four seats.”

“I wouldn’t mind riding with one of you.”

“We didn’t want your first motorcycle ride to be in the wee hours of the morning when you have no protective clothing. I know it’s warm but you’d get cold on the ride back to Divine. Can I ask you something?”

“Sure.”

“You still have your belly dancing costume?”

Maizy giggled. “Yes. It’s in my closet at home, along with a couple of others.”

“Good.” His voice was practically a purr as he drew out the single syllable.