Quinn said as he drove through the dark, winding lanes. “I know it was a spur of the moment idea but it was fun, wasn’t it?” Liam didn’t answer. He’d tipped his head back on the headrest and shut his eyes. “I’m glad you enjoyed it,” I said from the back in a hushed voice, drawing my jacket tight against my chest. “Yeah, I did.” Quinn paused. “Why, didn’t you?” His anxious gaze caught mine in the mirror. I sighed. I had enjoyed dancing with him and Liam. It had been fun, the music and atmosphere great. But I hadn’t enjoyed seeing the beautiful woman who was controlling his working hours fawning over him. She had a steely determination about her that had my hackles rising. “Of course I had fun,” I said, deciding to play it cool. If Eve was planning on making a play for Quinn, I needed to keep him close, not push him away with a jealous row. “I didn’t know you had such hot moves lurking beneath that cool exterior, Quinn. I’m impressed.” “Oh, you know my moves are hot,”
