Free Healing my Heart: Book 2 - My Heart Series by Aleya Michelle Page B

and drunk. So I just keep on busting a move and relax into it.
    Jemma brings the shots over. Tequila with lime and salt. “Woo hoo Jem, nice choice,” I tell her feeling happy.
    “ Lick, sip, and suck let’s do it,” Tia adds as she grabs her shot glass.
    “ Here’s to three fucking drinks, Dylan you motherfucker,” I cheer to my girls and they all laugh hysterically as I down my shot.
    I ’m letting party girl Roxy out for the night. She is always lurking inside waiting to let her hair down and fuck that is what I will do! I’ve been feeling a bit contained and imprisoned and I don’t like it one bit.
    How can I go from feeling happy, somewhat content and feeling safe to now being scared and confused? I ’ve heard of bipolar but this is insane. Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde is Dylan without a doubt.
    We head to our table to have the rest of our shots, planning on cabbing it home later and collecting Tia ’s car tomorrow. I am starting to get quite intoxicated and damn it feels amazing.
    “When was the last freaking time I had this much fun?” I ask Jemma slurring my words a little.
    She smiles and tells me, “It was too long ago to remember my gorgeous friend, but I’m making a pact with you to do this more often. Just like the old days.”
    “ A toast to the old days,” I say as we down our next shots and I slam down my shot glass then suck on my lime.
    I am stopped in my tracks as I look up into the most magnificent chocolate brown eyes. I remember them so well; I would know them in a prison line up.
    What the fuck, is my immediate thought. My breath hitches, my heart rate intensifies and I feel sweaty.
    “ Hi,” he says to me.
    Removing the lime and wiping my mouth, I know I must look a sight.
    “Hi,” I manage to say back still in shock that he is here, at the same club, and also that he came over to me.
    “ Ladies,” he says to the girls who all say hi back.
    “ Let’s go and dance some more,” Jemma tells the others and I know it’s to give us space. Her eyes find mine and she gives me the ‘I’m here if you need me’ look.
    As they head to the dance floor, I look back into his almond shaped eyes. He is staring at me, his eyes never leave mine and I can ’t help but stare back. If I remember that look correctly he wants what I think he wants. And there goes my mind wandering...
    Damn he is as scrumptious as ever, dressed up in a dark blue button up shirt and smelling edible of aftershave. The bulges of his biceps show me how hard he must be training for the surfing pro tour.
    “How are you Roxy?” he asks me with that husky voice that instantly creates a wetness in my groin.
    How am I? Um turned on right now, a little drunk, talking to myself ...
    But honestly I am still heartbroken. Seeing Kade ’s face again is bringing up a lot of emotions. Then it hits me. He deserted you Roxy, remember? My emotions turn to anger.
    “ I’m fine thanks. Here with my girlfriends so if you’ll excuse me,” I say abruptly and stand and turn to walk away.
    I feel his strong hand grab my arm, instantly I feel the spark radiating up my forearm. It never left, just been sitting dormant for a while, but never really gone. It sends goose bumps along my skin. I stop trying to walk away; it feels like I’m in quicksand as I feel Kade move closer behind me. His hand still on my arm, sending warmth and tingles all over my body.
    He moves in closer again almost touching me, I can feel his hot breath on my neck.
    “Roxy please wait,” he whispers and it sounds amazing and surprisingly comforting to hear him say my name. I’ve longed for it so many times, yearned for him.
    I need to keep walking, need to get away from the one who broke my heart, away from him. But I feel glued to the spot. I ’m so close to him, his hold on me is radiating heat. His thumb starts to rub along my skin, his coarseness sending stimulating vibrations, making me wetter and more aroused. His breathing gets faster. I know he is feeling