CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN

Grant is definitely like every other guy, vulnerable to lust- Muna

MUNA

"Alright ladies and gentlemen, it's the moment we have all been waiting for, the bride and groom's first dance together. Grant and Muna Stephens, please come up to the centre of the room to cut the cake and also for your dance," the emcee announced.

Everyone started clapping and I turned to Michael and asked, "what do we do now?"

Grant suddenly stood and stretched out his hand to me with a smile that had my heart beating so fast, "My love, let's go."

Grant placed his hand on mine where I held the knife. We spelt the word, "forever," and then cut the cake.

Everyone clapped as Grant cut a piece and placed it in my mouth. His green gaze darkened as he watched me chew the cake and all of a sudden he covered my lips with his.

"I think the cake tastes better in your mouth," he smiled.

I frowned at him embarrassed at what he just did, but then he said, "can I have this dance?"

I looked at Michael who mouthed, "just go on