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“Where did you learn to dance like that?” she asks as the song ends and she hops off my feet.
I grin and spin her around in a tight circle before pulling her back against me. “That’s a secret. What do you say we get out of here, though? We could go somewhere a little more private and get to know each other a little better.”
Hannah shakes her head. “You really think it’s going to be that easy to sweet talk your way back into my pants? Think again. This has been a nice night, and spending time with you has been great, but I’m not up for anything more than this.”
I smile and pull her to me again. “Dancing is just fine with me. I could use a little air though. Come out and look at the stars with me?”
I can see that the word “no” is hovering just above her lips. After a moment, she starts heading for the door. Smiling, I follow her back out into the night air.
Other people are standing around and smoking, but all of them are too busy with whatever is going on in their own lives to notice us as we slink off to a private corner.
“Tonight has been a really great night.” I pluck a flower from the bush beside me and hand it to her. “Thank you for making this wedding a lot less boring.”
She blushes and takes the flower. “Thank you for taking the attention off me.”
Shrugging, I lean a little closer to her and tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. Her breath hitches as she looks at me. I can feel the tension flowing between us as I lean in a little closer.
Her gaze drops to my mouth and it’s all the invitation I need.
When I kiss her, the rest of the world fades away. My arms wrap around her waist and I pull her to me, loving the feeling of her mouth on mine and the way she fits against my body. Her fingers sink into the hair at the nape of my neck.
The kiss doesn’t last long, but when she pulls away, I know that it’s the kind of kiss I would spend a lifetime chasing.
If I didn’t love my job.
“I should get going,” Hannah says as she steps away from me. She crosses her arms, making it clear that I’m not getting close to her again tonight. “I meant it when I said that we weren’t going to have a repeat of the other night.”
“I know you did.” I smile and tuck my hands in my pockets. “It was just a kiss goodnight, Hannah. I would never make you do anything that you didn’t want to do.”
“Well that’s what I’m afraid of,” she says as she steps away from me. “Have a good night. And a good life, I guess. I doubt we’re going to see each other again before the next family reunion.”
Chuckling, I shrug again. “I don’t know about that, Hannah. I have a pretty good feeling that I’ll be seeing you again soon.”
As she walks away, I know that I’m going to see her again.
It may be a horrible idea, but I can’t convince myself to stay away from her.
Chapter Three
Hannah
AsIslowlyopenmy eyes, a persistent ache pounds through my temples, a punishing consequence of last night's escapades. Squinting against the morning light, I find myself in a familiar room, details of how I got here elusive in the haze of my foggy memory. Humorous posters of goofy cartoon characters adorn the walls, and a soft glow originates from a nightlight shaped like a teddy bear, it gives me a comforting warmth that is only temporary.
My gaze settles on a small bed dressed in a mishmash of superhero and cartoon character sheets, undoubtedly teddy’s room. There are stuffed animals everywhere, including a teddy bear, which gives the place a whimsical feel. A bookshelf brimming with colorful tomes reveals the room's dual function as a place to play and relax.
I glance at the bedside table and see a glass of water and two painkillers, silent remedies for the hangover from the wedding party last night. I say a silent prayer for the thoughtful person who kept this here.
As I cautiously sit up, the teddy bear on the nightlight appears to be silently witnessing the aftermath of my celebration as I look around the room with a mixture of curiosity and mild confusion, trying to put the pieces of the previous night together.
All I could think of was Holden, we talked for a bit, then we walked before we…oh shit. He kissed me and I liked it.
Well, I’m proud of how I handled it. I did great, seeing how he is not here. I slowly swing my legs over the edge of the bed, I stagger to the mirror. As I peer into the mirror, my disheveled appearance stares back at me. Tousled hair hangs over my face, dark smudges appear beneath my eyes. I dab subtle marks of my lipstick with my thumb before the abrupt sound of the bedroom door creaking open startles me.
“You got drunk at your sister’s wedding, again. I can’t believe you Hannah,” Audrey’s voice boomed as she walks behind me.
“Again?” I raise my eyebrow.
“I’m serious, Hannah,”she says sternly.
