Jaci Burton/Wild, Wicked & Wanton/Unedited Advance Reading CopyBerkley Heat/May, 2007mile long� Whatever. Her legs wouldn look sexy when she broke one and ended up in a cast. The ballroom, which doubled as the dining room, was packed, individual tables set up for people to enjoy dinner with their families and friends. White tablecloths, elegant china, multiple forks. Everything just screamed class and money. Abby looked around to see if she knew anyonekay, she was looking for Chad. But she didn spot him, and she was simply too awed by her surroundings to keep searching. ee got a corner spot set up a little bit apart from all this,�Seth said, pointing to several tables near the double doors by the balcony. She nodded, smiled, and tried to focus on remembering how to walk in heels. Most of the staff from the clinic had made it, greeting her with congratulatory hugs. She was really going to miss working with these people. They had helped her more than she could ever tell them. She wound her way through the crowd, making sure she stopped to individually talk to and thank every one of them. The one person she didn see was Mike. here Mike�she asked Seth after she finished visiting with the staff. oing his hair, probably,�Seth replied with a cocky grin. Abby snorted. She seriously doubted Mike had to do anything other than step out of the shower and look like a god. He was probably busy doing something else. Maybe he wouldn even come tonight. It not like he was required to be there. And why was she obsessing over this, anyway She wondered if Blair and Callie would feel out of place, but by the time Seth had put a glass of champagne in herhands, her friends had wandered off, mingling with some of the staff members and laughing their assess off at a joke one of the vet techs, Dave, was telling. Ah, yes, Dave, teller of ribald jokes. No wonder they were laughing. She should have known not to worry about her pals. They could find their own amusement. ungry There are plenty of hors deuvres.�Seth voice over her shoulder sent chills down her spine. ot really.�ood. Let dance.�His hand slipped around her waist, and she felt the burn of sensual heat singe straight through her clothes. He turned her around and reached for her hand, leading her onto the dance floor. Don fall on your ass, Abby. Kicking her shoes off in the middle of the dance floor at Silverwood Country Club would probably be unseemly. This wasn exactly Whisker Bar, and she wasn in jeans. Seth pulled her close and rested his hand at the small of her back, pressing in with an intimate gesture that put her pelvis in contact with his thigh. Her pussy responded with a twitch of recognition. Oh yeahan. Something she hadn been around in far too long. He twirled her around to the melody of one of her favorite slow songs. Though other couples were dancing, she felt as if everyone was watching them. oue nervous as hell, aren you�he whispered against her ear. She tilted her head back to look at him. e No. Not at all.�ullshit. Youe stiff as a board. Relax, Abby. Nobody watching us. This place is packed. Everyone here22
