Chapter 47: Dance

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I grab onto the dress and slowly make my way out of the bedroom, knowing everyone awaits for my arrival. 

As I make it to the top of the stairs, I see the crew waiting for me

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As I make it to the top of the stairs, I see the crew waiting for me. Smiling at them still not having Josh's attention due to him talking on the phone, I make my way down. Soon I feel his gaze on me, finally

"I got to go"

I meet his eyes at the end of the staircase. 

"Hello"I wink

"Wow"

Giggling, I take his hand he places out for me to grab. 

"Shall we go?"Carter asks

"I don't know"Josh whispers

"Out" Micheal states

Hailey and I laugh walking out with our men in a tow

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"Champagne 2.0" Hailey whispers handing me a glass

"Apple cider?"I ask before taking a sip

"You know it"

"Thank you"

"Of course, We can't have people knowing just yet. I can't believe we are having kids at the same time. They get to grow up together"

"Best friends"

"Yesssss"

I feel a small tug on my arm and I meet my man's eyes. He leans down and places a kiss on my cheek

"Hey"I smile

"How are you doing?"He asks

"Just fine, get any deals?"I ask

"A couple but, the rest will have to wait...I want to spend this night with you"

I hug him, placing a soft kiss on his lips

"Wanna dance?"

"Dance?"I question

Micheal asks Hailey and she says yes

"Come on!"Hailey squeals handing off

"What if I step on your feet, These heels would kill you"

"Let them"

Giggling, I grab Josh's hand and we head to the floor.

I slip into his arms. I enjoy the softness of his suit as I rest my head on his chest. The love song sets emotions on fire, emotions so deep from our past that we have taught us to appreciate the present and to savor each touch and human sensation of a long slow dance.

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