Page 15 of Hate the Game (Playing Dirty #1)

***Savannah***

Iwas out of breath and sweating when I gave up and went back to the booth.

No matter how hard I’d tried I still hadn’t been able to force the feeling of Jax’s hard cock against my ass out of my head.

He’d just ruined line dancing for me because I knew I’d never do it again without thinking of his big body and seemingly equally big dick.

I even flushed as I sat across from him and grew even hotter.

His eyes were two heated lasers burning me up.

I fanned myself and nearly tore out a few strands of my hair while piling it on top of my head and snapping a ponytail holder around it. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

He shook his head. “I’m not looking at you like anything.”

Whatever I was about to say was cut off by an older woman bringing our food over.

When I saw the loaded plate I nearly cried.

I barely let the woman put the plate down before I grabbed the burger and took a huge bite.

As soon as it hit my tastebuds I moaned and held the burger in the air.

“And on the eighth day god made this burger! Oh, my god, this is good!”

The woman tapped the table and grinned down at me. “You can dance, have fun, and eat? You’re a triple threat, girl. I’m Sandy. And I can say, after waiting on this kid for years, you’ve got yourself a triple threat of your own. He’s a good egg.”

Instead of correcting her, I just nodded with my mouth still full. When I managed to swallow I held out my hand and shook hers. “I’m Savannah. It’s good to meet you. I love it here!”

“I’ll let you eat, honey, but I want to see you on the dance floor again before you leave.”

Jax was still watching me when I looked up at him. He laughed and shook his head. “Is there anyone who doesn’t like you?”

I took another bite of my burger and nodded. Talking around my food, I answered him. “You. Ryder. Cole.”

He was quiet for a while as he chewed but finally he looked up at me with more of that same heat in his gaze. “Maybe. Maybe not.”

I didn’t know what to say to that so I just devoured half of my food as we sat in a tense silence.

I kept stealing glances at Jax and catching him watching me.

I was so aware of him sitting across from me that every move he made had me on edge, waiting for the moment he’d touch me. Of course, he never did.

Jax finished his food and reached over to steal one of my fries but I slapped his hand away. He raised his eyebrows at me. “Not big on sharing?”

I blushed so hard that I covered my face with my hands and groaned. “I’m so sorry! I’m used to eating with my brothers and you have to be on guard around them or you’ll lose half your dinner every time.”

Jax pulled my hands away from my face and held up one of my french fries for me.

I reached for it but he shook his head. Understanding what he wanted, I leaned forward with my face burning even hotter.

I slowly opened my mouth and let him feed me.

His fingertips brushed my lips and without thinking I licked my lips and his fingertips in the process.

He gripped my chin and ran his thumb over my mouth next, expecting and getting the same treatment. I was so unsure of myself and what was happening that I decided to lean into teasing him. I pulled his hand down and leaned over the table with a flirty grin.

“You-” Whatever I was going to say was lost when Jax stretched forward and brushed his lips over mine.

I sucked in a sharp breath and felt the kiss all the way down to my toes, even as innocent as it was.

He pressed his mouth to mine again and sent butterflies fluttering through my stomach like a storm.

The sounds around us started to fade just as I leaned forward a little too far and my tit knocked over my half-empty glass of water.

I flew back in my seat and groaned. It was humiliating.

I didn’t even know what I was doing, kissing Jax, but if I was going to do it, I sure didn’t want to end it by being a klutz.

When I glanced up Jax had a smirk on his lips that made me want to punch him in the throat. He looked proud of how much he’d affected me. That just made me want to prove that he hadn’t.

I stood up, moved around to his side, and leaned over, being sure to flash him a lot of cleavage as I did. “I’m going to go dance. Maybe some big tough guy will join me and show me a good time.”

Just when he leaned forward like he was going to kiss me again, I spun away with a laugh.

I was by myself on the dancefloor again but it was fine with me.

I twisted to face Jax as I moved, turning the slow country song into something sensual.

I couldn’t see his exact facial expression but I knew it was intense.

So intense that I was thankful when the song changed to something faster.

Instead of dancing alone the whole time I looked around and spotted an old man sitting with a group of middle-aged men.

He grinned so sweetly when I looked his way that I decided to ask him to dance.

He laughed when he saw me coming his way and started to shake his head but I pretended to lasso him and when I pretended to drag him closer he actually climbed to his feet and pretended to let me drag him over.

The table of men he was with all laughed good naturedly and cheered him on.

One of them even started a chant. “Go, Grandpa, go!”

The old man’s smile was so heart-warming that I couldn’t help grinning back at him. He surprised me by taking my hand and spinning me away from him before twisting me back even faster. I laughed wildly as he caught me and dipped me with ease.

“Where’d you learn to dance like this?!”

He winked at me. “My late wife loved to dance.”

I wrapped my arms around his shoulders as he led us around the floor. “And you learned for her?”

“A man will do anything and everything for the women he loves, sweetheart.” He twisted me out again and let me go. His eyes sparkled when I stumbled into a hard wall of muscle. “Time for me to let your man prove his worth.”

I looked up at Jax and the look in his eyes took my breath away. He held me close and nodded to the man behind me.

“Thank you, sir. I think I heard Sandy mention coming over to let you spin her around the floor.” Jax twisted me away clumsily and let his hands rest low on my back, just over my ass. He dipped his head to speak next to my ear. “If I spin you like he did, we’re both probably going down.”

I let out a real giggle and beamed up at him. “Try anyway. If we fall, we fall. I’ll break your fall, golden boy.”

He pulled me tighter against his body and growled. “You’re not breaking my fall, Sav. Do you think that man would’ve let his woman break his fall?”

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I played with the ends of his hair. “I’m not your woman, though.”

His eyes darkened and one of his hands slid lower, gripping a handful of my ass for just a beat before sliding back up. “Maybe you are tonight.”

Then I didn’t want the night to end. “Spin me then, handsome.”

He didn’t drop me. We didn’t go down. He wasn’t as smooth as my first dance partner but when he yanked me close again I could feel that he was just as affected as I was and that made up for the bumpiness.

The song shifted into something even faster and Jax slowly came alive right before my eyes. He spun me more freely and dipped me until we moved together effortlessly. It was the most fun I could remember having in too long.