Free Wildly (Crimson Romance) by Debra Kayn Page B

embarrassed about. You’ve spent the last five years finishing college and getting work experience. You’re driven. Everyone who knows you understands how sweet you are. You don’t fool around with people’s feelings. He’ll understand, and be happy to show you the ins and outs of sex. Besides, you need to get laid. You’re entering nun status. I’m afraid the next thing you’ll be doing is buying a cat. Don’t turn into a cat woman.”
    “Promise me that you’ll shoot me first.” Shauna groaned and held up her hand. “Never mind. I’m going to pretend you didn’t just say that. I’m going to keep on believing that I’m so damn sexy, some man is going to think he won the lottery when I finally spread my legs and show him what I got. Besides, I haven’t been burdened in any way by not sleeping with anyone.”
    “Probably not, but once you start there’ll be no stopping you.” Kate nodded. “Sex is better than thigh-high boots.”
    “Mm.” Shauna grinned. “Maybe we need dessert. I’m hungry, and these drinks are going to my head. I’m about ready to get up and dance.”
    “Lord help us.” Diana returned with a tray full of drinks. “Here, drink another one before you get out there and shake your thang. You’ll thank me in the morning.”
    Instead of removing the straw, Shauna sucked at least half the contents up and sat back, smiling. “Have I ever told you both how much I love our nights out? You’re the bright spot in my life. I’m gonna be friends with you forever.”
    “You’re dangerous when you’re drunk.” Kate leaned over and threw her arms around Shauna’s shoulders. “If I were a lesbian, I’d take your virginity.”
    “I would too.” Diana drew a cross in the area over her heart with her finger. “Okay, if we’re all talking about some hidden sexual desire involving the opposite sex, that’s a sign that we’ve already drank too much. We’re going to have to figure out how we’re getting home. I’m not driving.”
    “Got it covered.” Kate grinned. “I already called Jackson after the last round of drinks, and he’s coming to pick us up soon.”
    Suddenly her two friends grew silent, and Shauna glanced from one to the other, then followed their gaze to find out what had caused them to stop all conversation. Grayson filled her vision. Afraid he’d caught her frozen in shock, she raised her glass in the air.
    “Hey you, just in time.” She downed the rest of the drink and clunked the glass on the table. “Next round is yours.”
    Grayson frowned, looking at the empty glasses on the table before looking at Kate for answers. “How many of those has she consumed?”
    Shauna scoffed. How typical of him to judge her. She was of legal age, and if she wanted to go out with her friends and tie one on, no one could stop her. Tomorrow was Saturday, she had a date, and not with him.
    “Three.” She grinned. For some reason, his anger pleased her, and made her feel vindicated. She’d show him how much she was over him.
    “I’m going dancing.” She stood up, swayed, and ended up grasping Grayson’s arm in an attempt to keep herself standing.
    “You’re not a drinker.” His eyebrows furrowed.
    She grinned. “I wasn’t until tonight, but it doesn’t matter. I’m going to start living life more. I’ve pushed aside my interests for a long time, and now I’m going to concentrate on enjoying myself — and I’ll start off by dancing.”
    “Shauna?”
    “That’s Ms. Marino to you. I’d invite you to dance, but you’re … you’re too cool and stuffy to be seen dancing with the town clown.” She poked her finger into his bicep. “So, I’m gonna go dance, and you’re gonna stay here and not dance.”
    Was she making sense? She shook the thought away. It didn’t matter. She straightened her shoulders, stuck her chin in the air, and sauntered off.
    She hadn’t even made it halfway into the crowd of dancers when Grayson wrapped his arm around her waist and