We moved together flawlessly across the floor. He didn’t hold me too close, yet close enough that my heart pounded, and I found myself aching for him to draw me in a bit closer. I couldn’t tell if he felt how ridged and stiff I was. My entire body was wound so tight, and I wasn’t sure if it was from the feelings I was having or the fact that this was Nash . . . Morgan’s brother. Maybe it was a little bit of both.
Yes, that’s what it was.
Leaning down, he spoke into my ear, his hot breath fanning over my skin, causing me to gasp for a breath. “Tell me about yourself, Kaelynn.”
My heart stopped, and I took a small step away from him. I needed the bit of distance between us to think straight. Regret instantly filled every inch of my body because I knew I was about to run. It would be easier to walk away than not tell him about me. Oh sure, I could sugarcoat it, but if I told him the truth, he would probably smile and give me some polite excuse as to why he had to leave. My mind and heart was in an instant tug of war. Tell him about yourself and have him walk way from you, or don’t tell him and savor the few moments you could have with him.
He frowned. “Is everything okay?”
Great. Make yourself look like an idiot, Kaelynn.
“Um, yeah, sorry.”
Nash tilted his head and asked, “Did you want to keep dancing or stop?”
Stop. Just stop this now, Kaelynn, and walk away from him. It’s the easiest thing to do.
Unfortunately, my body refused to listen to my mind. I stepped back into his embrace.
“I take it you don’t like to talk about yourself.”
I let out a nervous laugh. “No, well, I mean, I don’t mind. I’m from Utah. Born and raised there.”
He nodded.
“Family still there?”
“Yep. All of them.”
He smiled down at me, and I was pretty sure he felt my legs give out because he held me a bit tighter.
“I have an older brother and a younger sister who both live right outside of Salt Lake City.”
“I’ve always wanted to go to Utah. I hear it’s beautiful.”
There was no way I could not return his smile. “It is. Very beautiful. I think my favorite time of year is when we get that first snowfall. Everything is so beautiful and untouched. White for as far as the eye can see.”
“I’ve never seen real snow.”
My brows lifted in wonderment. “Real snow? As opposed to?”
He laughed and I couldn’t help but notice how my body reacted to that lovely sound.
What in the world is happening to me?
“Okay, I’ve never gone skiing or seen a major snowfall. It’s snowed a few times here in Texas, but nothing like what I imagine y’all get.”
Nash has the sexiest accent. It wasn’t too southern, but the slight draw to it let you know he was from Texas. Visions of Nash whispering in my ear as he made love to me flooded my brain.
Stop this. Kaelynn, focus!
“Up in the mountains they really get a good amount of snow. You’ll have to take a trip and see what real snow looks like.”
“I’d like that.”
There was something more to his reply than a simple, polite gesture. Something I wanted so desperately to read into, but then I remembered Morgan stating her brother had sworn off women . . . forever. He was being polite. That was all. This was all for his sister. That thought was something that physically made my chest ache.
“Morgan said you moved here recently? Is it a permanent move?”