Dance Like Nobody's Watching (Summer Lake 3)

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all about it?” She watched Dan lean against the doorframe,
crossing his arms. She wasn't sure if it was regret or relief she
felt at the timing of Scot's call. Either way, the most important
thing was that he had called.
    “I'm good.” He gave a big yawn into
the phone.
    She laughed. “Sounds like it! You going to
tell me about it?”
    “Yeah. It's awesome. We made finals, but
they're not ’til tomorrow afternoon. We get the morning to work
on repairs and mods.”
    “That's great. Are you excited?”
    “Yeah. I'm tired though.” He yawned
again. “You mind if I go now, Mom?”
    “Course not. I'm glad you called. Have fun
sunbeam.”
    “Mom!”
    “Sorry, honey, but no-one can hear me. Good
luck for tomorrow. Enjoy yourself.”
    “Thanks, Mom.”
    “Love you, Son.”
    “Love you, Mom. G'night.”
    “G'night, honey.”
    He hung up. At least he'd called and he was happy.
Dan smiled at her. “How's our little champ doing?”
    “You know more than I do. That was just the
obligatory, 'I'm good, we're doing well, yawn, yawn, bye!'” She
rolled her eyes. “He called though.”
    “You are such a wonderful mother, you know.”
    Her heart leapt at that. She tried her best to be,
but she wasn't at all sure she succeeded most of the time. “You
really think so?”
    He looked stunned. “I don't think so, I know
so. You can't seriously doubt it?”
    “I wonder sometimes. It's not always easy to
know what the right thing is, but I always try to do it.”
    “You're the best mother I've ever known.”
    That warmed her heart. “Thanks, Dan.”
She had to stifle another yawn.
    Dan smiled. “And on that note, I'm going to
go.”
    “Go?”
    “Yeah. I'm going to sleep in the RV.”
    “You don't need to do that.”
    “I do, Miss. I think I just proved I can't
be trusted. Nothing but Scot could have stopped me just now.”
    Missy nodded. She felt the same. If Dan slept in
the guest room, she didn't think she'd be able to stay in her own
bed. She wanted another hug, but as she stepped towards him, he shook
his head. “I can't do it, Miss. If I hug you now, it'll be game
over. I'll see you in the morning.”
    She followed him to the door. He stepped outside
and walked to the corner of the house before he turned around. He
cocked his head to one side and blew her a kiss. “Good night,
Miss. It'll be worth the wait.”
    She blew him a kiss back and watched him disappear
down the side of the house. She stood there, half tempted to go after
him. She jumped when his head popped back around the corner. He
grinned. “Go get some sleep, beautiful. And do us a favor?”
    “What's that?”
    “Make sure you lock all the doors...and
windows!”
    She laughed as he disappeared again. She went back
inside and only hesitated a moment before locking the door behind
her. He was right. It would be worth the wait. She'd waited this
long. Though when they would ever have the house to themselves again,
she didn't know. She yawned as she made her way up the stairs. She
wouldn't have to worry about lying awake thinking about what they
could be doing. She needed sleep too badly. She got ready for bed and
was asleep minutes after her head hit the pillow.
    ***
    Dan fired up his computer. He needed to distract
himself. All these feelings—physical and emotional—were
driving him crazy. All he could think about was Missy. Missy
laughing. Missy calling him hero. The longing in her eyes when he'd
talked about getting her to bed! All he could feel was Missy. Her
little arm around his waist as they'd walked home. Her hand on his
chest as they'd danced. The length of her body pressed against him in
the kitchen just now. He'd wanted to bury his face in her hair when
he'd whispered in her ear. He'd wanted to bury himself deep inside
her when he'd felt her breasts crushed against his chest. He wanted
her so badly it hurt. It hurt in his chest and it hurt in his
pants—he had a raging hard-on. It would have been so easy to
give in. Even after she got

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