Chapter 68

Lance clearly knew what he was doing because he moved closer, his hips swinging a little, and Wade couldn’t take his eyes off him. He pressed his hands to Wade’s chest. “Take me dancing, Wade.”

Wade helped Lance put on his coat, then grabbed his own before he practically dragged him down the hall to the elevator.

“Wait,” Lance said, laughing. “What is going on with you?”

In the empty elevator, Wade pushed the button for the lobby and pulled Lance close. “You look hot, and I can’t wait to dance with you.”

Lance blushed and Wade nearly lost his mind. He loved when the guy who was so confident became flustered. Lance was a mixture of sex and sin and shyness and Wade wanted to show him how serious he was about making a real go of this.