Catcher shrugged, refolded the paper, and stuffed it back into his pocket. "Anyone wanna dance?"

"Oh, Jesus," Mallory muttered.

"Dance?" I asked. "I could dance. I need to change, but I can dance." I could always dance. My hips didn't lie.

Mallory tucked her tongue into her cheek, then gave Catcher a look of mock irritation. "Nice going, Gandalf. You'll rile her up, and I'll never get her tucked in. You wanna give her candy and caffeine while you're at it?

Author: Chloe Neill

Catcher shrugged, refolded the paper, and stuffed it back into his pocket. "Anyone wanna dance?"<br /><br />"Oh, Jesus," Mallory muttered.<br /><br />"Dance?" I asked. "I could dance. I need to change, but I can dance." I could always dance. My hips didn't lie.<br /><br />Mallory tucked her tongue into her cheek, then gave Catcher a look of mock irritation. "Nice going, Gandalf. You'll rile her up, and I'll never get her tucked in. You wanna give her candy and caffeine while you're at it? - Chloe Neill

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