Snap Yo Fingers Dance Wedding Novels & Stories

He released his wife's ear when he heard the low moan claw its way out of her mouth and signaled to the DJ to start the music. "Beyonce?" Clary asked when she heard the opening bars of the song Damon had picked for their wedding song, Halo. She shuddered against her mate once more when Damon took her hand and placed the other one on the small of her back. She wished she had less clothing on so she could feel her mate's hand against her bare skin. She settled her free hand on Damon shoulder when they started to sway to the song, Damon guiding their steps. "You were so adamant about picking the song for our first dance, why this?" she asked.

After the speeches and the cake-cutting (where Caden definitely smeared frosting down my nose like a gremlin and got away with it only because he looked that good in rolled-up sleeves), the soft melody of a piano version of our song drifts across the clearing. Everyone hushes as Caden takes my hand and leads me to the little dance floor. The first notes of “Can’t Help Falling in Love” hum around us and instantly make my stomach flip. The moment we start moving, I swear the rest of the world blurs. It’s just him and me—our fingers intertwined, his other hand pressed to my lower back, mine resting on his shoulder as he sways us in slow circles under the fairy lights.

But another part of me, a part I’ve tried to bury deep inside, yearns for love from him. As we stand in front of each other on the dance floor, I look everywhere except at him. He grabs my waist with one hand and entwines my fingers with his other, drawing me closer. I stare at him, surprised. “Let’s dance for Hope. Please.” As he requests, I glance at Hope, who stands on the sofa, holding the phone in her hand to shoot a video of our dance. I turn my gaze back to him and give him a nod. “Only for Hope.” As I murmur, we begin to move to the rhythm of the music.

Black. The cheers rolled over us, laughter, shouts, clapping, the kind of joy you could feel in your chest. Liam leaned down, stealing a quick kiss that made the crowd roar louder, and I couldn’t stop smiling if I tried. Our first dance began with the slow rise of strings. The world shrank until it was only Liam and me, moving across the floor in a rhythm that felt as old as our story. He whispered, “My wife,” against my ear. I whispered back, “Always.” When the song ended, the applause felt like a heartbeat echoing our own.

Truth be told, it was overwhelming having so many people here but also it felt special because this was our special day. After dining, Liam's friend Marty made a funny toast that left everyone laughing and then Maya made a heart felt cute toast that almost made me cry. Finally our first dance as a married couple. Dancing to Love by Lana del Rey. Liam holding me against him as we moved to the amazing voice of Lana while staring deeply into each other's eyes. The song drew to an end, but it was several long beats after the final notes before Liam put me down. "I love you," he said, letting his eyes roam my entire face before coming to settle on my lips.

I muttered, still feeling uneasy about this new chapter. Noah chuckled as we swayed to the melody of the music, our first dance as a married couple, though in truth, it was our first dance ever. Ed Sheeran's "Thinking Out Loud" filled the lavish ballroom that Noah had rented for the reception. I studied his face, taking in his strong jawline and piercing blue eyes, wondering what secrets lay beneath the surface. "Could you please lighten up a bit?" Noah hissed, pulling me from my thoughts. "People might mistake your demeanor for attending a funeral rather than your own wedding."

Slow sounds nice, we can do that. "I'd love that", I place my hand on his stretched hand and he stands straight and pulls me to him, his left hand is on my waist, his right hand holding on to my left hand while my right hand is wrapped around his neck. He guides me as we dance slowly and then it hit me, althrough today, I never thought about my brother or his wedding. Truly this has gotten to be the best day of my life. Thanks to Aiden Bahedia.

"Weena and I spent a lot of time searching for just the right one. Make sure you wear them. Since the marriage will be just on paper, you won't get time to exchange rings. Exchange your rings personally, okay? It would make it more romantic." I wanted to deny it, but I couldn't hurt them. I took the box and smiled at them. "Wanna dance again, fiancée?" I rolled my eyes, seeing Vayden offer his hand to me as he asked. "Why do you think I will—" I stopped midway when the song changed, and my favorite song started to play. It was 'Beauty and the Beast'. I loved that song. Now was my chance to dance on it. Having no other choice, I said, "Okay." I took his hand and we both entered the dance floo

Soon other couples were invited to join them on the dance floor. "May I have this dance, my queen?" Ace extended his hand smiling. Smiling sheepishly, Shelly took his hand and he led her to the dance floor. She closed her eyes letting the lyrics of the song sync with her rhythm. This was definitely the perfect song for weddings, Shelly mused thoughtfully. Ace swayed her placing a hand on her lower back and around her waist. "A penny for your thoughts, my queen." Shelly blushed. "I was only thinking of how cute these two looked."

Cookie couldn’t hold back the smile that split her lips as she continuously stared at her newly married best friend, Amelia Ross, and her husband, Ryan Davidson. The couple was on the dancefloor, lost in their own world as the melodious music being played by the live band the wedding planner had hired set the mood for the evening, heightening the emotions of love and affection flying around.