Tucker’s hands curved around Corinne’s hips. “Are you ready for this?”
She leaned back into him, tipping her face toward his and keeping her voice low as they watched Tara and Daniel finish up their paso doble. “Ready to dance in front of half the town and God knows how many viewers online to the song we first made love to?”
“It’ll keep us in the proper mood,” he murmured.
“I’ve been in the proper mood for a week.” Not that she’d been able to get away long enough to act on it. What hours weren’t filled with work or rehearsals were bookended with Kurt and textbooks.
“There’s time after this before you have to get home.”
She opened her mouth to protest. With her NCLEX exam on Monday, she needed to spend every last second studying.
“You’ll think more clearly without the s****l haze.”
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