“And you’re still here?”
“I’m not going anywhere.” I’m not leaving Rex, and I’m sure as hell not leaving you. We’re family. Blood.
“Mind if I cut in?”
Dante hands me over to JJ, but not before placing a chaste kiss on my cheek and a whispered thank you in my ear.
“You look happy,” JJ says, wrapping an arm around my waist.
“That’s because I am.”
“I never thought I’d say this, but love looks good on you.”
I laugh. “Did you think it would look bad on me?”
“No.” He smiles softly. “But there was a time when I wondered if you’d ever allow yourself to feel it and accept it.”
“There was a time when I wondered the same thing.”
“Where is loverboy?” JJ asks, scanning the room.
“I’m right here.” Rex inserts himself between JJ and me, earning a glare from my best friend.
“I just got her,” JJ scoffs.
“You’ve had her for the last five years. Now it’s my turn.”
Holding up his hands in surrender, JJ steps back and for the third time in the last five minutes, I’m swept up in the arms of a handsome, kind man. Only now the music has picked up, but that doesn’t stop us. We probably look like fools, slow dancing to a jazzy beat, but I don’t care.
“This dress is too low cut.” Rex’s hand rests on the small of my back, and he’s right. It is low cut. The cut-out back stops mere inches from my ass.
“I feel sexy in it.”
“You
look sexy in it. Remind me to send Erin a thank-you card.”
I laugh, pushing up on my toes so I can kiss him. A fluttering starts deep in my stomach, and the urge to get Rex home and show him just how lucky I feel to be with him trumps anything else.
“I’m ready to call it a night.”
“What?” Rex glances at his watch. “It’s only ten.”
“I know. And I’ve fulfilled all of my bridesmaid duties, and now I’d like to go back to your place—or mine—and strip you out of this sexy suit.” I run my hands up the lapels of his coat, fisting them so I can hold him close.
Rex’s eyes smolder. “Only if I get to strip you out of this dress first.”
“I’ll insist on it.”
“But let’s keep the heels,” he says, kissing the outer rim of my ear.
“You like the heels, huh?”
“I fucking love the heels, and I think they’ll feel fantastic digging into my ass while I’m pounding into that sweet pussy of yours.”
“Rex,” I whisper, looking around as I rub my thighs together to ease the ache. “I don’t think I can wait.”
“Neither can I, baby. Neither can I.” Lacing our fingers together, he leads me across the dance floor, ignoring the people who call out to us. With each step we take, my desire to be with him grows, and as soon as we make it outside, I turn on him, shoving him up against the building.