Page 64 of Beautiful Crazy

“Left hand, blue!”

I groan as I move my body so I’m lunging toward the right side of Emily’s bent over body now instead of her left. Reaching forward just a hair, I place a kiss on her hip.

“Right hand, yellow!”

“Holy shit. How are we supposed to do that?”

I wait for Emily to reach back and touch the yellow dot, which she does, barely, but now things are significantly harder for me since no matter where I go, I’m practically kissing Emily’s ass.

Significantly harder in every sense of the word.

My jeans are starting to get uncomfortable but hell, this game is fucking heaven.

By the time Emily and I finally figure out our spots, the other team falls to the ground laughing.

“Oh, my gosh, we won!” Emily beams.

Chuckling, my hand immediately goes to her ass. “Don’t move. If you stand up before me, I may end up with a broken nose.” I uncurl myself and stand up unscathed and then reach for Emily’s hips to steady her as she stands. All smiles, she turns and wraps her arms around me in a huge hug.

“We did it!”

My heart is thumping in my chest. I’m a blessed man to have Emily as my best friend and even luckier that I finally get to make her mine.

And I might never let go again.

For the next couple hours of the event, I stick with Emily as she puts together a few more videos of participants having a great time. She also introduces me to some of her clients that are here tonight, all of whom speak highly of their time with Emily.

Duh, I could’ve told them they were getting top notch service with her.

For the last hour we spend time just the two of us dancing, having a few drinks and laughing together as we people-watch from the corner of the room. Before we head out, I notice blondie in the black dress and grin at myself as we walk out the door.

I was right.

She ended up with the rich guy and his whiskey.

What was I ever thinking being attracted to her type?

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“Thank you so much for coming with me tonight.” She squeezes my hand. “I really had a wonderful time. More fun than I thought I would have, actually.”

I pull her into me and wrap my arms around her waist. “I think that might be the most fun I’ve ever had with you. I was happy to be there.”

“Yeah?”

“Mmm-hmm.”

She yawns in my arms and a stab of disappointment shoots through me. I was hoping she might want to make out because God knows I’ve been aching to touch her all damn night and that Twister game coupled with dancing with her have only made my craving worse.

“You tired?” I ask her.

“A little.”

“Ready for bed?”

“Well, it is an early workday tomorrow and all. I was thinking about a quick shower first, though.”

Right.

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