Page 23 of Red Wine and Roses

Chapter Seven

Piper sat down and gratefully took a long cool drink of water. Kenzie came and sat down beside her.

“How are you doing?” she asked.

“Wonderfully, thanks.”

The wedding reception was in full swing, and it was fun to watch everyone out on the dance floor.

Kenzie grinned. “I think I’d be doing wonderfully too if I were you.”

“Oh yeah? And why’s that?”

Kenzie laughed. “You know damned well why. For all your bleating about not knowing if Cameron’s interested, I think you have your answer now.”

Piper smiled. She did. She looked over to where he was standing talking to Jack and Pete. He turned as if he felt her gaze on him, and smiled. She sucked in a deep breath. He sure was sexy, and throughout the afternoon and evening, he’d taken every little opportunity to let her know that he’d meant what he’d said earlier. There was no flip switch to turn him off anymore. It seemed he was very much turned on to her.

The wedding had been beautiful. Piper was so happy for Laura and Smoke, and Cameron obviously was, too. He’d taken his duties as best man very seriously, and especially the part about being paired with the maid of honor. He’d stayed by her side whenever he could, and when she’d gone to dance with the girls, or he was chatting with people like he was now, he kept seeking her out with his gaze, and when he found her letting her know that he was still looking forward to later.

“Oh my God!” said Kenzie. “You totally just zoned me out while you two were staring into each other’s eyes!”

Piper laughed. She couldn’t deny it. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be. What I want to know is why you’re still here? I’d have dragged him back to my room by now if I were you, made him make good on all those promises.”

“What promises?”

Kenzie laughed. “Every time he looks at you, he’s making a promise that he’s going to screw your brains out just as soon as he can get you out of here.”

Piper laughed. “You think?”

“I know—and so do you!” Kenzie pushed at her arm. “Why don’t you go and grab him and get on with it?”

“I couldn’t. He couldn’t. We can’t just sneak out on the wedding reception.”

Kenzie shook her head. “You can bet your ass Smoke and Laura would.”

“No.” Piper would love to do as Kenzie said—go grab Cameron and drag him off to her room, but she knew the time would come. She didn’t want to miss this. She wanted to be here for Laura. “I can’t just duck out on my bridesmaid’s duties.” She winked at Kenzie. “And besides, we’ve got all night.”

Kenzie laughed. “That’s the spirit.”

They both looked up as Cameron approached the table. Piper couldn’t drag her eyes away from him. His jacket was gone, and she’d never seen a guy look so damned sexy in a dress shirt. It stretched over his muscular torso, and he’d rolled up the sleeves a little way. His forearms did funny things to her insides. His hands looked so big. A shiver of anticipation ran through her at the thought that those hands had been on her breasts earlier today—and they would be again later. This time with no clothes to hinder them.

“Do you want to dance with me?” he asked when he reached them.

She nodded and took the hand he offered to pull her to her feet. She looked back and chuckled at Kenzie who muttered “Horizontally.” As they walked away.

Once they were out on the dance floor, Piper was glad that the music had slowed. He slid his arms around her waist and pulled her closer. She was relieved. A part of her had been curious whether he’d want to hide what was going on between them. After all, so many people—including his parents—were here. She placed her hands on his shoulders and smiled up at him.

He raised an eyebrow and looked sad.

“What’s the matter?”

“Aren’t you going to come any closer?” He tightened his arms around her waist and pressed his hips against her. She drew in a sharp breath at the feel of his arousal.

She looked up into his eyes, and his smile left no doubt about what he wanted. She stepped closer, sliding her arms up around his neck and pressing the full length of her body against him.

He lowered his eyelids for a moment and let out a sigh. “Damn, you feel good.”

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