Publisher's Synopsis
A giggle escapes her lips as she feels hands on her hips, grinding her
backside into the crouch of some faceless male, his features shadowed
by the Hashing blue and green lights inside the club. As if she cares
what he looks like. 'er short, dark brown hair whips around her face
as she continues dancing against the man. 'eSs hot and sweaty, sheSs
hot and sweaty, everyoneSs hot and sweaty.