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Chapter 14

Remi

God, this song. It kills me every time I hear it. It was Kat and Brad’s wedding song the first time around. I don’t know if they will use it again. But it’s also the song in the movieSomeone Like Youwith Ashley Judd and Hugh Jackman. I freaking love that movie. It was based on a bookAnimal Husbandryby Laura Zigman, and I absolutely love that book. I’ll be honest though, I think I’d love pretty much anything Hugh Jackman was in.

“I like the way you move,” Chance says softly.

“It’s because of how my partner leads.”

“Well, would you look at us,” Chance says. “Being all civil and complimentary and stuff. You better watch out, beautiful, or I’m going to think you like me.”

“Everyone is capable of a momentary lapse of reasoning,” I say looking up at him with a smile. He falters in his dance step, but recovers nicely, and holds my gaze until I look away. The moment being a little too intense for my comfort level.

I look over his shoulder and see that Alex and Harley have joined us on the dance floor. I chuckle lightly, grateful for something else to focus on other than Chance.

“What?” His breath tickles my ear.

“Alex, he does the clutch and sway,” I whisper back.

Chance turns us slowly in the dance so he can see where Alex and Harley are.

“He doesn’t know how to dance,” Chance says softly. “That’s what we were doing at the table. Swaying to the music so he could get the hang of it before asking Harley to dance.”

“Really?” I lean back and look at him, not quite believing that he would be so nice.

“Surprised?” he looks me in the eye. “See, I’m not a total asshole.”

I’ll give him that. He’s not atotalasshole.

“This is nice,” I say, a sigh escaping from my chest.

“Dancing?” he asks.

“Dinner, dancing, the whole thing. I haven’t done something like this in a long time. And, I’m enjoying myself. Even though I’m with you.”

“That was almost a compliment, Ice Q. Watch out,” he says.

“We’ve Got Tonight” by Bob Seger plays next.

Jesus, I feel like I’m dancing to Kat’s ‘sudden death’ playlist. The music she plays whenever she wants to feel sorry for herself and sink into a total depression about life and love.

When is the band coming back?

Chance is singing softly.

“You know this song?” I ask.

“It’s Bob Seger, of course I know this song.”

Surprisingly, he has a good voice. A voice that sends a tingle down my spine and warms up my insides.

“Why ‘of course’?” I ask.

“Kat didn’t tell you?”

“Tell me what?”

“I used to sing in a Bob Seger cover band. We called ourselves the ‘Night Moves’.”