Page 94 of Single All the Way

I kissed him back, arching into him, loving the feel of his hard, solid body.

“Newlywed alert!” Knox bellowed, laughing.

Ben and I grinned into our kiss but didn’t immediately pull apart.

“Get a room!” Chance called out.

“We’ve got one,” Ben said, peering down at me with heat in his eyes before he looked at Chance. “Jealous?”

“He got you there,” West said to Chance. Then West leaned in and said, “Lloyd here’s been eyeing the mystery woman with Ava for the past fifteen minutes.”

“Gotta admit she’s hot,” Chance said.

“Lloyd?” I asked.

“Dobler,” Ben said. “FromSay Anything. His boombox is on the table behind him.”

I glanced behind Chance, who wore a trench coat over a T-shirt, cargo pants, and high-top sneakers, and spotted a huge boombox.

“I love it,” I said, then turned my attention to the woman West had mentioned. “We don’t know who the woman is?”

Cash, who’d been relieved of door duty, said, “She checked in alone this evening, so Ava insisted she come to the party. Not sure what her story is but she seemed a little out of sorts.”

“Sounds like thereisa story there,” Max said.

“Why don’t you go find out, Lloyd?” West said. “Maybe she could be your Diane.”

“Maybe I will,” Chance said.

Quincy, Harper, Piper, Dakota, and Cambria joined our group, and we all became absorbed in a discussion of our costumes and who we thought would win the contest.

Later, just a few minutes before midnight, Adrian Cormier, who was deejaying now that the band had finished, got on the mic.

“Hey, party people, the New Year’s about nine minutes away. We’re going to slow things down for a couple dances to get you in the mood for your New Year’s kisses, so if you don’t know who you’ll be kissing yet, now’s the time to figure it out. Don’t be caught alone at the stroke of midnight!”

The first notes of Madonna’s “Crazy for You” played, and my husband held out his hand.

“Care to dance, wife of mine?”

“We should probably warm up for that kiss too,” I said.

“I love the way you think.”

He led me out to the dance floor, and then we did kiss, but just a short few brushes of our lips. I, for one, was more than ready for naked time back in our room, but we’d agreed to hold out for midnight before making our escape.

We danced with our bodies pressed into each other, his erection apparent, telling me Ben was ready too.

The dance floor was filled, the tables throughout the place emptying as most people were taking Adrian’s advice and coupling up.

The lights were dim enough and the dance floor crowded enough I couldn’t see whether my single girlfriends had found someone to ring in the New Year with.

“Look at that,” Ben said, nodding to the side of us.

I followed his nod to Chance, who was dancing with the mystery woman he’d been eyeing. Dancingclosely. Body to body, just like my husband and me. The woman was peering up at Chance with a heated smile as they talked, inaudible to us. I couldn’t see Chance’s expression, but the woman, who was incidentally really pretty, seemed all on board with whatever was happening.

Interesting.

“Go, Chance,” I said quietly.

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