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so tight against him,
she was barely able to shuffle her feet along to the music, so she did a sort
of hop from foot to foot massaging his erection against her stomach. The
movement was obviously not a good idea, because Marco hissed in a breath. “You
trying to kill me?”
    “You’re the one holding me so tight
I can’t move.” Beth glanced at the instructor who was making his way toward
them. “We’re about to get told off, or even worse, expelled from class.”
    “It’s couples sexy salsa, right? I’d
say a hard-on is par for the course.”
    She laughed again, but sobered when
the instructor reached them and eased them apart to correct their dance
posture. She couldn’t look at Marco because she could imagine him waggling his
eyebrows or throwing her that sexy grin that would only start her off again.
    For the rest of the session, Beth
tried to be a model student, chastising Marco who kept trying to pull her
closer.
    By the time the class ended, Beth
was so hot for him she was ready to head for home, and bed. But Marco led her
upstairs to the restaurant.
    During the meal, most of the nerves
that had dissipated while they’d been moving and laughing on the dance floor
re-emerged. He was attentive, humorous, and very keen to make sure she was
having a good time—so what was there to be nervous about?
    Only the fact he was over six feet
of strapping male, sexy as sin, and was currently looking at her as if he could
manage one more calorie-free course on top of the three courses they had
already indulged in.
    Problem was, an eighteen-month
hiatus didn’t do much for a girl’s confidence. All very well having phone sex,
but in the flesh?
    “Having second thoughts?” Marco’s
low voice came across to her amid the muffled chatter of the crowded
restaurant.
    How had he picked up that she was
close to bottling on her resolve to put an end to that hiatus? Was she being that obvious? “It’s been a long gap
between…” she circled her hand in the air “…and after last night, I’m a bit
edgy.”
    “I meant about indulging in that
dessert.”
    She looked into his eyes, saw the
mischief there. “No you didn’t.” She laughed when he did. “You really enjoy
back-footing me, don’t you?”
    “Didn’t have to work too hard during
salsa. You kept losing your concentration.”
    “Because you kept pushing your
raging erection into my stomach.”
    His eyes darkened. “I’m looking
forward to pushing it somewhere else entirely.”
    “Shh.” Beth glanced around the
nearby tables, relieved to find nobody seemed to have heard them. “When was the
last time you had sex?”
    Marco kept his eyes on hers as he
picked up his coffee. He sipped still watching her, then put the cup down. “Not
sure that’s a fair question, seeing as you’ve just told me it’s been a while
for you. Whatever I say will make me sound like a fornicating womanizer.”
    Beth picked up her own cup, hoping
to appear nonchalant when in fact she was desperate to know. “I revealed, so
you reveal.”
    He shrugged. “Last week.”
    Well, she’d asked. What had she expected?
Her stomach became alive with butterflies. “Right.”
    “You’re not going to get all prissy
on me are you?”
    “No.”
    “Good. Because from the sounds you
were making on the phone last night, you seem to like sex well enough. Just
because you’ve been in a slump doesn’t mean you can’t get back in the saddle
and enjoy the ride again.”
    Since he’d used the very same phrase
she’d used herself, Beth took it as a good omen. She squirmed in her seat,
aware that the subject matter was making her nervous for an entirely different
reason. “Can we talk about something else?”
    “Like what?”
    She looked over at him with a steady
gaze as her mind seemed to settle and her hormones raced. Why was she making
this so hard on herself? She’d made up her mind she was going to have sex with
Marco. She’d barely been able to think of anything else all day. So