Free Merry & Seduced by Shelley Munro

closer.
    “The name we give our vehicle.”
    The song drifted to an end. Nanu winked at him and put on another slow dance. Maybe his jealousy wasn’t warranted. Marcus drew Amme even closer and ran his hand down her back.
    “You smell nice,” she whispered.
    He grinned and brushed a kiss against her hair. She felt perfect in his arms.
    “Did you buy anything else today, apart from the bikini?”
    “Lingerie,” she said with satisfaction. “I can’t wait to show you.”
    “So you mean to entice me?” Laughter shaded his voice while a whoosh of blood settled in his cock.
    “Of course I do,” she said, her face devoid of humor. “Is it working?”
    Marcus stared. As a businessman he was used to reading people, making snap decisions, yet Amme… He found himself shaking his head. “I have trouble knowing if you’re joking or not.”
    “I’m not joking. I find you attractive. Camryn says normally an employee shouldn’t make advances to their boss, but since we’re leaving at the beginning of the year, it would be all right. As long as you are interested in return.”
    Marcus found himself charmed and incredibly turned on. He cupped her cheek and tipped up her chin until their gazes meshed. Her skin was cool and soft beneath his fingertips. “I’m interested.”
    “Perfect. What do we do next?”
    A laugh spluttered from him, loud enough to attract the attention of her friends. He gave her a swift hug, reveling in her softness against his harder body.
    Behind him someone spoke in staccato clicks and grunts.
    “What is that language?” he asked.
    “Jibberish,” Amme said. “They’re being silly. Private joke.”
    “As long as they’re not making fun about my big ears or pointy nose.”
    “No, they’re giving me advice and made mention of your sexy arse.”
    Marcus spluttered another laugh and brushed a kiss on her cheek. Refreshing. That was the word for Amme. She was light years away from the women he normally associated with—their coy games and manipulations. A few weeks in her company was just the thing he needed to recharge. Amme was the perfect prescription for both him and Autumn.
    “You’re standing under the mistletoe,” Nanu said without warning.
    Marcus glanced up. Nope. It wasn’t him. His gaze went to Amme’s lips and lingered. Pity. Maybe he’d maneuver Amme in that direction.
    Shrill whistles and cheers dragged him back. He turned to see Kaya plant a big, wet kiss on Jannike. Jannike’s arms went around the other woman and she kissed her back. Camryn started giggling, laughing so hard Ry had to hold her upright.
    “Woot. Woot. Woot! ” Nanu cried.
    Gweneth clapped her hands together, her pretty face beaming.
    “Are they together?” Marcus asked.
    “What? We’re all together,” Amme said.
    As his mind groped with that, the music changed to something older and more upbeat.
    “Do you know how to do this one?” Amme asked. “I saw it on the television.”
    “I’m sure I can muddle through,” Marcus said and began the steps to the jive. Amme studied him for a few seconds then fell into step, looking as if she’d been doing the dance for years. “You’re good.”
    “Show us the steps,” Kaya said from behind them.
    Marcus turned Amme a fraction but continued to dance. Kaya watched closely and started to follow with Jannike as her partner. Her hair looked bluer tonight. It wasn’t unattractive, just bright. Was that—her ear was pointy and decorated with some sort of jewelry. He blinked and looked again, but her hair had flipped over her ear.
    “Something wrong?” Amme asked when the dance brought them closer.
    He glanced over her shoulder and felt his eyes widen on seeing Mogens. The man glowed with a weird pearly light.
    “No. I guess I’m tired.” He must be if he was seeing things. Marcus risked another glance and both Mogens and Kaya appeared normal again.
    The music drifted to an end.
    “Someone is under the mistletoe,” Nanu said.
    Good. He’d got it