The First Move by Jennifer Lohmann
"Rey," he said with all the laughter gone from his face, "I won't say or do anything to you I don't mean. When I say I'm taking you dancing, I'm taking you dancing. You can try to scare me off by answering the door in your running clothes, but I don't scare easily."
His eyes burrowed into her, and she believed him, totally and absolutely. She shivered. Fear or excitement?
Someone bumped her from behind and she lurched forward until she was pressed against Miles. His chest was hard against hers and he smelled of pine and Ivory soap. The contact made her dizzy.