CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREE

By the time night sets, my feet are aching for relief from the heels I'm wearing. I sit beside Kel and Lucas along with the rest of the bridal party. Gavin is standing by the D J's table, and I wonder vaguely what he's up to.

I don't think I can take another dance tonight, my feet are so sore. His stormy eyes shift to mine and he grins, giving me a wink as he approaches me, his eyes dancing between mine.

My heart beats fast in my chest and when he stops in front of me, I find myself placing my hand in his once more.

"One more dance and then we can take off, okay baby?" He helps me stand, leading me back towards the thinning crowds of the lit dance floor, his lips brushing over my knuckles before he sweeps me back into his arms.

Every fine toned line of his body presses to mine. I press my head to his chest, just like I did at that party the very first time he held me.

I listen to the steady thrum of his heartbeat and the way he holds me and sweeps us across the floor makes me love