He takes my arm and wraps it in his but turns back to Oliver before leading me away. “And for the record, if you ever touch her again, I’ll break every bone in your body. Have a good night.”
My lips press into a fine line to avoid laughing, but as he spins me gracefully onto the dance floor, I can’t help but let it loose.
“I leave you alone for one second . . .” He smiles as he pulls me against him. The band is playing “Fly Me to the Moon,” but Fisher sways with me like it’s much slower, placing my hand in his against his chest. “I’m so sorry I’m late. Can you ever forgive me?”
“You were forgiven the moment I heard your voice.”
He steps back and twirls me around. “Is this my dress?”
“It is. I thought I’d finally see if it fit.”
“It fits. You look absolutely stunning. Oh, your surprise just arrived.”
He nods off to his right and Chloe waves in the distance. I gasp and run off to hug her. “What are you doing here?” I ask.
“Fisher mentioned a gala for a good cause and I’m all about dressing up, so here I am!”
“You look beautiful!”
“So do you. Oh see, Fish, I knew this would fit her.”
He shrugs. “I had no idea what size you were.”
“Girl, I knew the minute I saw it that this dress was made for you. Now what was all that I missed? You looked like you were about to pounce on that creepy dude over there.”
“That’s my ex. He brought a date but was trying to get me to leave to have sex with him.”
“What?” Fisher asks, gritting his teeth. “That deserves a punch in the mouth.”
I pull him back and Chloe says, “Why don’t you let me take care of him? You two have fun.” She rolls her tongue around her teeth and scowls like she has a horrible taste in her mouth. Then she plasters a fake smile on her face and struts over to him.
“I don’t know if that’s a good idea.”
“Don’t worry. Chloe can take care of herself. She’s probably tougher than I am.”
I watch as Oliver falls all over himself to talk to her. After a few minutes he’s dancing with her. Never mind that she’s taller than him. She winks at us as he twirls her around the floor.
“Are you all right?” Fisher asks. “I hate that you were here all alone.”
“I was for a while because I got here way too early. I was about to leave, but Luna stopped me.” I motion to her and Tiger on the dance floor. She sees me and waves to Fisher. She licks her finger and touches it to her hip like it’s hot.
I roll my eyes and gaze down at the floor. Fisher lifts my chin with his fingers. “I promised I’d be here. I’d never let you down.”
I smile as I gaze up into his eyes. I don’t know why I always doubt him. He’s always come through for me. He’s amazing.
“Dance with me?” he asks.
For a moment, I forget there’s anyone else in the room. He leads me out to the floor and pulls me close. I lean my head on his chest and take a deep breath. He’s here. I couldn’t have invented a better man. I’m one lucky girl.
After an hour of dancing, I can barely walk. I’m not used to wearing heels. The crowd is starting to dwindle down and I yawn.
“You look like you’re ready to go.”
“Is that okay?”
“I’m ready when you are. Let me say goodbye to Chloe.” We scan the room for her. Fisher points to her at the bar. She’s talking to Oliver’s date. It looks heated.
“Uh-oh.”