5 Nights (Sinful Delights Romance - Boxed Set) by Michelle Hughes Page A

I’ll take care of everything later.”  I didn’t want her to leave, but she probably needed rest.  Where had that thought come from , I wondered?  It wasn’t like me to care what someone else’s needs were.
    “Okay. Well thanks for dinner, oh and the lessons.” She was genuinely smiling at me.  Fuck if that didn’t make me happy.
    I didn’t want her to leave.  I realized having her around was something I could get used to.  That meant she really needed to go.  “No problem.”  I stood up and walked her to the door.  It was a good thing she was leaving.  That’s what I kept telling myself.  This was getting out of hand quickly.
    I watched her drive off before moving back to the kitchen to clean up.  Her sweet little face stayed in my mind long after she’d left.  You need to get your shit together.
     
     
     
     
     
     
    chapter Nine
    Steel
    The lessons with Sin had changed dramatically since he figured out I could, as he called it, work the pole .  He also didn’t touch me again after that night.  It had been three nights, and I was frustrated. 
    He was more than nice to me, which for some reason made me angry.  It was almost like he’d put me in this friend category and he was being very careful to not cross the lines.  The dancing lessons were always professional, it was the other lessons I was missing.   Maybe I was just horny.  I found myself going home every night pleasuring myself.
    When I walked through his front door I felt like pouting as he gave me that polite smile.  I stomped back to the studio and put my hands on my hips.  “So what are we working on tonight?”  We’d already choreographed my number for this weekend, and I wanted to be done. Being around him left me frustrated.
    “I want to make sure you have that pole shit down.”  His eyes motioned me toward the steel bar and I rolled my own at him.
    “Fine, but I’ve got this down.”  I went through the motions with perfection, but no feeling.  I didn’t like the way he was acting and I wanted a reaction from him.  Yes I was being a brat.
    “Could you at least fucking pretend you want to be here?”
    “Far be it for me to disappoint you.” Rolling my eyes again, I went through the pole routine.  “Does that work for your royal highness?” Glaring at him, I forced my hands to my hips again and waited for his response.  I was pissed.  I didn’t even know what was really making me angry.
    “What the hell is your problem?  I’m doing this to help you out.”
    “I guess it may have escaped your thick head but I’m tired!  I’ve been working two jobs and doing this shit with you on the side.”  I wanted to scream at him.  I hated his ‘I don’t give a damn’ attitude.
    “Did my little lily just curse?” He threw back his head and chuckled loudly.
    “Go ahead laugh it up.  Why don’t you try doing this crap without a break for a week?”  I wasn’t really tired, I was frustrated. 
    “Maybe we need to get some steel between those legs little lily,” smirking he raised a sexy eyebrow.
    The first thought that came to my mind was him between my thighs at that comment.  My eyes widened. I stood there with my mouth hanging open. 
    He chuckled again.  “Come on, let’s ease some of your frustration.”  Grabbing my hand, he pulled me out of the studio.  He didn’t stop until he reached the front door.  He grabbed a leather jacket off the coat rack, handed it to me and ushered me through to his garage.
    Walking over to his bike, he pulled off two helmets, tossing one at me.  I caught it while staring.  He was taking me on that huge deathtrap ?  I’d never ridden on a motorcycle in my life, and had to admit the thought was exciting. 
    He straddled the bike and backed it out of the garage before motioning to me.  “Come on little lily, some steel between your legs will fix everything that ails you.”
    I slid on the oversized jacket, rolled up the sleeves, then climbed on