So, I do it. Turning around, I put my back to Rio’s front, swaying my hips to the beat, all while keeping my eyes locked on Ryan.
“Just so you know,” Rio says into my ear, loud enough to hear over the music. “I’m well aware you’re using me to make him jealous and I’m perfectly okay with that.”
I chuckle. “I was hoping you would be.”
“Fuck it.” Rio grabs my waist, pulling me into him. “But if he hits me for this, he better at least give me an autograph too.”
His hands overtake my hips, his mouth next to my ear, and not even ten seconds pass before a pair of expensive dress shoes stop in front of me. I track the legs they belong to, long and muscular, finding an unimpressed stare on Ryan’s handsome face.
“You can go,” he says to Rio, keeping his intense ocean eyes on me.
Rio’s hands shoot up in surrender. “She made me do it.”
“Oh, I’m well aware.”
“I’m gonna…” Rio tosses a thumb over his shoulder. “Yeah,” he says, taking off.
“Nice little show.”