The little model's excitement was contagious, and soon the other girls were cheering along.
Most of them were secretly hoping to draw Kendrick or Gauge as their dance partner. They didn’t dare dream of sparking any real chemistry, but just dancing with such strikingly handsome men would be a win.
Watching their eagerness, Annabelle felt her frustration bubble. She wanted to shout on Kendrick’s behalf, “Sorry, ladies, not interested.”
But before she could say a word, Kendrick’s deep, magnetic voice rang out.
"Sure," he said.
The low, sultry tone was impossible to resist. The girls erupted into delighted squeals and cheers.
Annabelle froze for a moment, the corners of her mouth twitching.
Fine. Very well. Kendrick, you can forget about getting in my bed tonight!
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