Page 91 of Just One of the Groomsmen
“I never knew that, although I can’t say I’m surprised. Hewassort of a douche,” she said, then she tripped on the heels again.
Tucker steadied her, but she reached down and unbuckled the strap around her ankle, the hole in her jeans stretching so wide that her knee and a couple inches of her silky-smooth thigh made an appearance.
“That’s it,” she said. “Sorry, Lexi, but I’m going to have to learn without the shoes first.”
She kicked one off, hitting Ford square in the back. The other one got aimed at Easton.
Then everyone was laughing again. Correction, make that everyone on the groom’s side.
The bride’s family and friends wore scandalized expressions.
Brittany strolled over, her heels clicking against the floor. She hit him with a flirty grin as she extended her hand. “Here, Tucker, lemme teach you so you can learn the steps before you attempt to use them with her.”
Addie wrapped herself around him, her body heat soaking into him and giving him more dirty thoughts to keep the others company. “He’s learnin’ the steps just fine.”
“I’m just saying—”
“I’m dancing with him, so thanks for your totally nonsuspect desire to suddenly help, but we’re good.”
With a huff, Brittany stormed back over to where she’d come from.
The amused grin he couldn’t hold back brought out Addie’s disgruntled glare.“What?”
Tucker lowered his lips to her ear again, and her perfume flooded his senses. “You’re jealous.”
“I can’t be jealous when I’m the one still dancin’ with you.”
His grin widened, and she rolled her eyes.
He found he liked that she got jealous over the thought of him dancing with someone else, especially since he’d experienced so much of that toxic heat thinking of her at that club.
Addie readjusted her dancing stance. “While you’re bein’ three kinds of smug over there, I’m not getting any better at this, and you’re the one who has to waltz with me in front of everyone at the weddin’, so maybe you want to lead me instead of mock me?”
She batted her eyes, deceptively sweet.
“Your wish is my command.” He tightened the arm he had around her waist and dipped her, and while the people in the room were undoubtedly going to wonder what this was all about, he didn’t care.
Tucker slowly pulled Addie back up, securing her against his chest. She gripped on to his biceps and swallowed, her pupils overtaking the brown of her irises.
Oh yeah, dance practice was way more fun than he’d thought it’d be.
“Holy shit, Crawford,” Easton said. “Were you really working in a law firm, or do you have a secret competitive dance side we should know about?”
“You probably shouldn’t waste those moves on Murph,” Ford said, and Addie frowned.
If the moves worked, he couldn’t help thinking that they wouldn’t be a waste.
…
Round two with the high heels had been brutal, and the instant Addie sat down to take off Lexi’s shoes, Brittany approached Tucker, and she couldn’t possibly talk to him without her hand on his arm.
What part of “he’s seeing someone” don’t you understand?
Probably the part where he can’t be seen with that person he’s “seeing.”
Yes, there were complications, but that didn’t stop her from wanting to go over and claim him as hers.
“Thanks for being such a good sport,” Lexi said as she sat in the chair next to her. She must’ve noticed the eye daggers, because she added, “Want me to try to call off Brittany? She’s a bit aggressive when it comes to guys, and I wouldn’t have given her Tucker’s information if I would’ve known that you…” She glanced around. “You know.”
