Across from us, Ty sat with a huge grin on his face the entire time while he watched us. “Can we bring London here tomorrow?”
“I think we can if she’s free.”
“I’m free.”
All eyes were on us. Suddenly, I felt subconscious and refolded my napkin. Thankfully, Millie broke the silence. “Why don’t we pick out some songs to listen to, Ty?”
It was overwhelming feeling like I was on display. More importantly, the last thing I wanted was for Ty to be upset if this didn’t work out. Maybe this was too fast?
“Yes!” Ty’s loud response brought me back from my thoughts.
Jaxson quirked an eyebrow at me and I focused on the blue checkered pattern of my napkin.
Ty followed Millie up to the red vibrant music box. “That boy has more energy than a firecracker.” Levi chuckled. “He takes after Jaxson. Nearly the spitting image of him.”
“You’ll have to share some stories some time.” I was excited to see baby photos and hear embarrassing stories.
“Oh, I will.”
Jaxson groaned. “None of it’s true.”
“We’ll let London be the judge of that.”
Again, Jaxson and I got lost in our gaze. A tap on my shoulder caused me to turn and see a smiling Millie. “I think it’s time we got our dance on.”
My eyes widened. “What? Here?”
“Yep.”
An anxiousness came over me. Part of me had been avoiding dancing for a reason I hadn’t wanted to admit. But now, there was no reason I shouldn’t be able to enjoy things without guilt. Determined, I stood. “Let’s dance.”
The beginning to “Burn” by Ellie Goulding played as the dance floor filled with other strangers. The beat infiltrated my bones as I let it seep in. My muscles remembered as they moved to the beat.
Millie and I loved to dance. We fed off each other. A light thin sheet of sweat coated my skin. I missed this. I missed dancing. I missed feeling alive.
The song came to an end. “Welcome back, London. You’ve still got it.”
“It’s good to be back.”
The song shifted to “Superman” by Bon Jovi. Familiar arms wrapped around me. “Can I have a dance with my girl?” Jaxson asked Millie.
“She’s all yours.”
Millie walked back to the table as Jaxson moved in closer to slow dance. “I’m glad you started dancing again.”
“Me too.”
Our bodies moved as one. Only Jaxson stayed in focus as the rest of the world drifted away. “Isn’t the first song a couple dances to their song?”
The tempo sped up and Jaxson twirled me in and out as excited squeal bubbled out. Jaxson had moves. “I think we now officially have a song.”
As the song came to an end, he leaned to my ear. “I’ll be yours for a lot longer than tonight.”
“I hope so.”
A tug on my shirt brought my attention to Ty on the dance floor with a hopeful looking face. “London! London! Will you dance with me?”
“Yes, little man. Let’s dance.”