Seduce Me, Cowboy. Maisey Yates

more food there. And it’s not called a bar.”

      “That seems like some arbitrary shit.”

      Her cheeks colored, and he didn’t know if it was because he’d pointed out a flaw in her parents’ logic or because he had cursed. “Maybe. But I follow their lead. It’s important for us to keep away from the appearance of evil.”

      “Now, that I don’t know anything about. Because nobody cares much about my appearance.”

      She cleared her throat. “So,” she said. “Dancing.”

      Suddenly, an impulse stole over him, one he couldn’t quite understand or control. Before he knew it, he was pushing his chair back and standing up, extending his hand. “All right, Hayley Thompson, Paris has to wait awhile. But we can take care of the dancing right now.”

      “What?” Her pretty eyes flew wide, her soft lips rounded into a perfect O.

      “Dance with me, Hayley.”