The Wager (The Bet 2) - Page 132

She swallowed the emotion in her throat as Jake walked around her and then pulled her into his arms.

He twirled her once then twice, each time watching her so intently it would’ve been impossible not to fall in love with him again and again. Each time he twirled her she saw a new part of his smile that captivated her, that said I love you, I want you.

Jake tugged her close to his body as she wrapped her leg around his waist and was dipped back. He kissed her exposed neck and twirled her again.

The rest of the dance was face to face.

He leaned in, his lips brushing her cheek. “I’d miss you—if I’d never met you, I’d still miss you, because I’d know there was some part of me that wasn’t present.”

She sucked in a breath.

“If I’d never met you… I’d still want you.”

Jake ran his hands down her shoulders and tugged her waist closer. “I miss you even now.” His lips grazed her ear. “Because every time I touch you it’s as if you aren’t close enough. My body aches to be closer. But even when there’s nothing but skin separating us, my desperation doesn’t let up. It won’t ever let up. Because the very essence of you is what I crave.”

The dance ended with both of them staring at each other.

Char closed her eyes as she pulled Jake’s face closer to hers, wrapping her hands around his head as they stood there, motionless.

His lips met hers softly and then he sighed against them. “I’ll spend my life chasing you, wanting you, spoiling you, discovering you—”

With a cry her mouth crushed his. He lifted her into his arms and swung her around the dance floor, his kiss deepening and pushing, searching and exploring. Heat exploded everywhere in her body as shivers ran up and down her arms and legs. He pressed his body tighter against hers, and closer still, but it wasn’t enough. She tried to get closer.

“Ahem.” Grandma laughed into the microphone. “Perhaps I’ll have a baby even before spring!”

The guests joined in laughter. Jake’s hearty chuckle warmed Char’s heart. How did a man who, not weeks ago, was afraid of commitment suddenly find children appealing? A miracle, that’s how. With a sigh she was released and slid over his hard body, all the way to the ground.

“Time to dance!” Grandma shouted and then began to rap.

“Oh dear God,” Jake groaned.

“And the moment was so special.” Char laughed.

The Black Eyed Peas never sounded so good. At least the guests thought it was hilarious, and to be honest, Grandma wasn’t too bad.

Travis and Kacey joined Char and Jake on the dance floor; they danced the best they could as Grandma strutted across the stage singing, “Tonight’s the night, let’s live it up! I’ve got my money…”

“May as well commit.” Travis elbowed Jake. They nodded and both began jumping in the air, the rest of the guests followed, turning the would-be romantic dance into a full-fledged party, with Grandma at center stage.

By the time the first few songs had ended, Char was sweaty and in need of a drink. She grabbed Jake’s hand and led him to their seats.

The music turned to something softer. Grandma left the stage and approached them. Her eyes were twinkling with excitement.

“How was I?” She asked once she reached them.

“Outstanding,” Jake said. “Truly remarkable. I’ve never seen an eighty-year-old woman rap. Ten bucks says it goes viral tomorrow.”

“I do love the YouTube.” Grandma sighed.

“What’s so important?” Petunia yelled as she walked over to their little table. Her bright blue dress accented her blue eyes and silver hair. “I had to walk all the way over from my seat.”

“One moment.” Grandma held up her hand.

Char looked around. What was she waiting for?

“Ah, here they come.”

A striking elderly man in a walker began moving toward them. He had another nice gentleman with him who cut a handsome figure in a black suit.

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