Page 47 of It Had to be You

"Rumba," she whispered and put her hands on his shoulders, and he was only too happy to put

his hands on her hips. The way Tatum moved was a sensual pleasure in itself. To have his hands touching her as she danced was a sensation he’d never forget. "Remember?"

He nodded. "One. Hold two. Three Four."

Nodding, she held still, but he could feel the energy building inside of her. The energy that moved into him through their connection. And when he was ready, he drew in a breath and took a step.

"One. Hold two. Three Four." His voice grew softer as they moved together in the whisper soft

sand. "One. Hold two. Three Four."

Another set and he went silent, even though the words continued in his head.

And when his steps were easier, smoother, he thought she might sing, but instead, they

continued, moving across the sand.

The sky above their heads getting darker and darker as they moved to the music. It was, in a

word, romance.

Love.

He smiled, realizing he’d answered with two, but he wasn’t about to argue.

He meant them both.

When the song ended, he pulled her closer… pulled her against him from their knees to their hearts and brushed a kiss on her lips. "Have I ever told you how amazing you feel when you dance?"

Her laughter was soft, but the way it made him feel was incredible.

"Just when I dance?"

He was momentarily stunned at the husky tone of her voice. "No."

She moved closer, sliding her arms under his and leaning closer until she turned her head and

leaned her cheek against his chest. "Then when?"

He didn’t need anything but the truth. "Every time I touch you. With my hands," he slowly followed the curve of her hip down a few inches and then back again. "When I hold you close, like this."

She hummed and he felt the sensation and vibration of her voice. "I like it too."

"And when I kiss you."

Tatum cuddled closer. "I like that a lot."

"Me too." He touched his cheek to the top of her head. "And you have the most amazing hair."

Her laughter was infectious, as always.

"Anytime I touch you, Tatum. I just want more."

They started moving again, but this time they just rocked back and forth, his hands traveling from her hips to her lower back, higher and lower again, and again.

"I know what you mean," she sighed and adjusted her feet so their legs were tangled together.

"You feel pretty amazing to me too."

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