Page 50 of Love Undiscovered
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“Okay, okay,” she says. “You’re going to get us in trouble.”
I pull her chair out for her, get her situated, and then seat myself.
“I don’t know what his problem was,” I say. “It is a dinner AND dancing club.”
“On the dance floor,” Remi says, laughing.
“Well,” I say.
“My dinner was so good,” Harley says. “But I’m so full now I can hardly move.”
“Maybe dancing would help,” I say, looking pointedly at Alex.
“This is a good song,” Remi says.
“Van Morrison?” I ask.
She nods. “Someone Like You.”
“Shall we?” I ask. She nods again, and we move toward the floor. I swing her out gently then pull her into my arms. My moves have advanced considerably since high school. Plus, I enjoy dancing, it’s like an acceptable form of public fucking.
