Even The Weak Can Be Wicked (PLAYBOOK #2)

CHAPTER 21: Dirty Dancing

ALEKSANDER

"Dance with you?" I touch my chest to check if my heart is still there.

"Mmh hmm," I watch Jessica pick up the TV remote to browse through Spotify.

But as I look closer, her hands seem to be trembling but mine are worse. This is exactly why we shouldn't touch each other, we cause malfunctions on each other's bodies.

"Jessica—"

"Gatsby parties were about dancing, the reason I got this dress was because I wanted to dance in it." She looks at me, "indulge me?"

Fine, only this once. I tell myself knowing it's not true, one look at her beautiful amber eyes and I'll always crumble.

"Only if I get to pick the song," I walk to her and she stretches the remote.

Our eyes lock but I flinch back when our fingers touch because between my heart racketing, the maddening sight of her beauty and her intoxicating scent, my control is holding on to a thread that's about to snap.

"I love Tony Orlando!" Jessica beams when I select Knock Three Times ft. Dawn.

"You know this song?" I don't hide my shock because no one knows this song.

I just hope she doesn't miss the message that it relays because I don't know how longer I can do this.

"My former housemate and best friend is a music major. I know every song under the sun." She grabs my hand and pulls me away as the first chords starts.

"Vecker does music?" I move a strand off her face as she bounces around still holding my hand.

"Yes, she's like freakishly talented." She twirls out of my hold and immediately leaps into me and throws her arms over my neck. "Do you have a best friend?"

Ï shake my head because I can't speak.

We're pressed together very closely and nothing seems to matter because I'm holding her waist. I am looking into her eyes and they do have a hazel tint.

"I wonder why Dr Grumpy," her feet touch the ground and she twirls making the fringe of dress move round and round.

It is a dress meant for dancing and the more she twirls the more of her legs and thighs are exposed and I can't help but smile at how cute she looks. She sways her hips at the right moment during the knocking sounds and even claps.

She does know the song.

"Careful," I reconnect our hands because I miss touching her. "I'm still your boss. I wouldn't call me Dr Grumpy."

But I like that she's saying it to my face. It means her barriers are coming down with me and she is becoming more comfortable.

That or she is very drunk.

"Don't worry Dr Grumpy," Jessica beams at me and it snaps the thread. "You're still the best boss ever."

I highly doubt it but I decide not to say anything and just enjoy the moment.

Eventually though, when I'm sober and not losing my mind because of my house sitter. I have to come to terms that only touching and being around Jessica won't be enough anymore.

We're going to be apart for a while but I still want to do everything in my power to make Jessica Beer happy so for we'll start with dancing.

JESSICA

Dr Henry is smiling, his bunny teeth are on display, so are his little dimples and his little eyes are wrinkling.

It's so cute, I am even grinning myself, his smile is so contagious and beautiful.