Page 27 of My Billionaire Neighbor's Secret

Two adults joined each team. And because the other social workers were busy preparing the food, Leigh and I were suddenly tasked to join one of the teams. We grinned and willingly joined the circle of kids surrounding the paper in the center.

Music was played. I froze because dancing wasn’t my thing. But then, some of the kids in our team took my hands and began swaying them, encouraging me to dance.

“Come on, Mr. Croft! You can do it!” they said.

Leigh looked at me and laughed. She was sashaying with the beat as if she was dancing freely in a bar, just enjoying herself. She wasn’t a true-blue party girl as I had initially thought, but she certainly had the looks and the moves.

“Yes, go on, Mr. Croft!” she also egged on.

The other kids began teasing me, so I just tried to move my body along with the rhythm of the music. I probably looked so awkward and funny that it made some of the children laugh. We all laughed and I began to make my movements more exaggerated and hilarious.

The music stopped. We all jumped onto the paper. Everyone could easily fit.

According to the rules of the game, we had to fold the paper in half for the next round. It was going to be harder to fit 12 people on it.

We stepped out and danced again, everyone laughing and just having fun.

The music stopped once more. We all scrambled to pile ourselves in the center. Some of the kids held hands around Leigh and me, who got squished into the middle. They supported our weight and the others who were also squished in with us.

I could feel the heat emanating from her body as she was pressed against me. It was suddenly harder to breathe.

We had to hold the pose for a few more seconds before the next round.

As the paper got even more smaller, members of the team had to be shed off as allowed by the rules.

“I can go,” Leigh volunteered.

“Yeah, me too,” I said with a grin.

“No! Adults are supposed to stay!” one of the kids said.

The program host confirmed it. Having the two adults until the very end made it more challenging to fit the remaining team members onto the folded paper.

Soon Leigh and I found ourselves all alone with a tiny piece of paper between us. The kids who were part of our team were cheering us on noisily.

“How are we supposed to fit there?” Leigh asked.

“I will need to carry you,” I told her. That was the only way.

“What?” she asked with disbelief.

But then the music stopped and we had to act fast. I took her in my arms and carried her the way a groom would do to his bride.

She gave a little shriek, making the kids laugh. I carried and balanced her easily as we were given ten seconds to maintain the position.

For the final round, there were only two teams left--- ours and another one. We had to fold the paper again. It was now just the size of a regular notebook. Only one foot could fit.

“Step on my foot and I’ll support your weight with one leg,” I told her, grinning.

She grinned back, though she looked a little nervous. “Alright! It’s worth a shot.”

We danced a bit, looking and feeling silly while anticipating the stopping of the music. When it did, we both took off our shoes and had only our socks on. I placed one foot on the paper. She stepped on that foot and placed her arms around my neck. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her very close to my body.

Having her so close almost made me lose my focus. The image of her drunk in her bikini and robe, with her lips passionately pressing on mine, kept flashing in my head.

Then I slowly lifted one of my feet off the ground, and we held our breath for a while, looking into each other’s eyes with our lips barely touching. I could feel her breasts pressed against my chest, making me feel a little horny.

Okay. It wasn’t little at all.

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