The longer he danced with this woman, the more impressed with her Jett became. When she had made her challenge to him earlier, he had just assumed she was being cocky with him, but now that he’d had a glimpse of her skills for himself, it was starting to seem like she really did have a reason to make such a haughty comment. Even though he was talented from his years of experience in dance, she kept up with him effortlessly. His eyes swept over her with interest as she kept up with the series of complex steps he led her through, following the beat of the song. This girl may not have been a celebrity guest, but she definitely had some moves. He smiled to himself, enjoying dancing with a partner who could match him so easily.

As they continued to move to the music, Jett also noticed that she was getting a little friendly with him. His lip quirked upward in an amused smirk as she rested a hand on his chest. [i]She isn’t wasting any time.[/i] He hadn’t met many women who were bold enough to get a little physical after meeting someone for the very first time. For a moment, he wondered if she’d had a few to drink, but that didn’t seem to be the case. She was dancing far too smoothly to be drunk, so he brushed off the theory. She must have just been a genuinely confident person who wasn’t afraid of a little light touching.

He glanced off to the side, where one of the cameramen had his lens trained in on them like a hawk. It looked like production had taken notice of them and were searching for broadcast-worthy moments. [i]I guess we’ll just have to put on a good show for them,[/i] he thought as he turned back to the woman in front of him. It was obvious that of all the pairs of dancers, the two of them were the most visually interesting to watch. There were a few other celebrities on the dance floor with their own partners, but he could tell that they were taking it easy, so they wouldn’t overwhelm the people who had little to no experience with this sort of environment.

“Anna, huh?” Jett quipped when she told him her name. “I like it.” In the next moment, he felt her hand slide to his shoulders, and he raised a brow. She just kept getting closer to him, didn’t she? He was just beginning to wonder if she was a fan who was trying to coax him to make a move on her, when she asked him what his name was. Now [i]that[/i] was surprising. It wasn’t that he was conceited, but he’d been expecting the non-celebrity guests of the show to all be followers of famous people like himself. Why else would anyone audition to join a cast like this, if not to meet their favorite stars? [i]She doesn’t have to be a fan of mine though. Maybe she came here to meet one of the other celebrities.[/i]

“The name’s Jett,” he answered with a grin. Now that he felt confident she wasn’t a fan pandering for attention, he decided he might as well test the waters with this girl a little—see if he could find out whether her confident front was real or fake. As he led her through a simple turn, he slid his hand from her back down to her tailbone and pulled her closer so the space between them disappeared. From there, he guided her into a series of close-quarters dance moves that were more difficult than what they had been doing before.

While he had only done so to challenge Anna, Jett found that being so close to her got his heartrate up a bit. He may not have known anything about her other than her name, but she was [i]hot[/i]. It was only natural that he would get a little excited. He met her gaze as they danced, near enough now that their whiskey-tinted breaths mingled. “You’re a lot better at this than I was expecting,” he complimented, maneuvering expertly through the thinning crowd. With a quick glance up at their surroundings, he suddenly realized that most of the other dancers had stopped to watch him and Anna.

He chuckled and leaned in to lower his voice slightly as he alerted her: “Don’t look now, but it seems we’ve got an audience.”