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“I know you want to think that, but she has just been getting through life doing what she feels is right, but not truly living or loving. Don’t get me wrong, she loves Ireland and her family, but that light that she always had has been pretty dim these past few years. She has that light back in her eyes now, Jonathan and that’s because of you. So, thank you.”
“It’s my pleasure, Cami. All I want is to make Emily and Ireland as happy as I possibly can.”
“I know that, but be gentle with her heart because she will scare easily. I know I don’t have to tell you this, but after all the bullshit she went through with her dad and then Harrison, it won’t take much for her to run. I wish that weren’t the case, but it is, so just go easy on her. It’s still there, what you had before. You just don’t want to push too hard at first. Be patient, and she’ll get there.”
“I know, Cami. I’m trying to go as slow as I can, but I’ve waited for what feels like forever to have her back in my life. I’m so ready to just jump in and just go for it that I find I have to pull myself back and reign it in at times so that I don’t push her too hard. I think we’re in a good place. We just have to get past her fear of what Mick’s gonna do, and I think we’ll be okay.”
“Mick is going to shit, you know that, right?”
“Yep, I do. But I don’t care, Cami. He can hate me all he wants, but deep down I know he loves his sister and he wants her to be happy. I have to hope that will out-weigh any anger he may have, but I’m not going to count my chickens on that one just yet.”
I hear the bedroom door down the hall open up, and I turn to see Emily walk into the room and then I don’t see anything else. She is stunning. She is in a simple black dress with short capped sleeves that is somewhat tight at the top but then flares out a bit at the bottom. Her hair is down, like I like it, but she has big waves in it and it looks fuller than normal. My eyes travel down her perfect body to her legs. Those fucking legs that seem to go on forever in this short dress and three-inch heels. Whoa…this dress is short. Not slutty short, but sexy and classy all at once. I can’t help but imagine her naked with nothing more than those damn black heels on. I need to get those thoughts out of my head if I don’t want to have an awkward moment right here in front of Cami.
There are no words that can express how proud I will feel to have her on my arm tonight, but I’m not so sure how excited I am for all of the other pervs I work with to see so much of her. All I keep hearing over and over in my head is MINE. The possessiveness I feel over her is out of this world. It’s a feeling that takes over my whole being when I’m around her. All I want to do is claim her and protect her from everything bad in this world.
Cami clears her throat from behind me and I snap out of my open-mouth gawking to tell Emily how beautiful she is. She thanks me and then I walk up to her and give her a soft kiss on her painted red lips. I see the pink that I love color her cheeks as I take her hand and ask her if she’s ready to go.
26
Emily
The vows were beautiful, the bride looks gorgeous, the cake was delicious and the speeches were appropriate. The fact that Mick gave one of those speeches, and it was appropriate, is a bigger feat than pulling off the wedding itself.
I don’t know why I didn’t talk to Mick earlier today when I saw him at the house. I had the chance but didn’t because I am such a freaking chicken. The longer I take to tell him the worse it will be for all of us. Besides, how long do I think I can keep Ireland quiet? The fact that Mick was busy unpacking from hunting, and then having to head out to be with Wesley on his wedding day was my excuse. I was distracting Ireland with getting ready to go to my mom’s. This is the only reason Ireland didn’t tell him all about her week. I did manage to fill him in on the latest threats from earlier in the week and that Jonathan was a big help, but that is where I left it.
Now, he’s busy with all of his wedding duties and trying to hook up with some Amber chick, that Alex is setting him up with. Not sure why Alex would set somebody up with Mick, she must not like this Amber girl too much. I keep telling myself he’s busy and I’ll talk to him later. Man, I need to grow the hell up and tell my big brother about Jonathan. Time to stop with all of the lame excuses.
I think all of this as I adjust my dress and leave the stall I’m in. At the same time, I hear voices coming from the lounge area of the bathroom. Washing my hands, I can hear Courtney and her merry band of whores talking up a storm, but I don’t pay much attention until I hear Jonathan’s name. This hotel bathroom is so big that she has no idea I’m in here. To tell you the truth, I don’t think it would matter to her one little bit if she knew I could hear her.
One of her merry little whores says, “Jonathan Kelly is looking fine tonight. I thought he was your latest mission, Court. Looks like he’s here with Emily Jacobs. They seem pretty close.”
“Oh please, she’s a single mom with baggage and Mick will never let that shit happen. He’s mine. I just need to remind him of that. I think he’s forgotten how good a night with me can be. By the end of the night, though, I’ll make sure he remembers.”
On that note, I dry my hands, touch up my lipstick and then saunter my way through the sea of skanks in the lounge. They all look shocked, except for Courtney. I just wave over my shoulder at them as I pass by and say, “Have a nice night, ladies.”
When I arrive back to the table dancing is in full effect. Jonathan doesn’t even let me sit down before dragging me out on the dance floor.
The first song that we dance to is slow, and at first, he holds me without pressing our bodies together. I can tell he’s trying to be a gentleman and be as discreet as possible. When the next song comes on it is another slow one, and I can’t help but press in closer to him and lay my head on his shoulder. It’s the most natural thing for me to do. I feel like I can’t get close enough to him. I would crawl inside him if I could. He just brings me such comfort and calm. I don’t think I will ever get enough.
After the second slow song, the Sister Sledge classic, We Are Family comes on, Cami joins us and now everybody is on the floor. We’re all having a great time, but I lose sight of Jonathan by the time the song ends.
When the next song starts and it’s Somebody by Natalie La Rosa, I squeal like Ireland does when she gets a new toy. I see Jonathan, who looks like he was about to head back to our table, stop in his tracks, turn around and head back my way with a huge smile on his face. He knows this is my favorite song and he’s not gonna leave me hanging. As he shakes his ass back across the dance floor to me I turn back around to dance with Cami. A second before I feel his hands on me, her eyes sparkle and she gets a silly grin on her face.
I feel his hands on my hips as he starts to sway in time to the slow—but not too slow—sexy rhythm of the song. My body just naturally sways with him. The song is sultry and sexy, and our movements match the song. I can’t help myself when I press against Jonathan’s hard body, dragging my hands up around his neck and into his hair as we continue swaying in unison to the music.
With him still behind me and his hands on my hips, it’s as though we’re the only two people in the room, and the song is being played just for us. I pull myself away from his hardness to do a little circle in front of him while I continue to shake my ass to the music. After my flirty little spin, I put my arms around his neck and straddle one of his legs. I know he can feel the heat I’m radiating on his leg while we move together. Pressed against him like this I can feel just how hard he is, and it’s clear we’re both having the same effect on each other. It’s that electricity…that connection that we have. It’s always there whether we’re touching or not. It feels so good to finally be acting on it. I am so happy to be here with him. He’s like a drug, and I have a serious problem, only I don’t want an intervention. I never want this high to end.
We keep up our dancing and are in our own little world when the song ends. He gives me a little peck on the lips, and then as soon as we start to step away I realize that we have an audience, and we weren’t as alone as we felt.
The first person I see is Courtney. She’s surrounded by her merry band of whores and her mouth is hanging open. I think she realizes her prediction from a little earlier just might not come to fruition after all. At least I hope she does. She would be an idiot not to see that. That’s right, skank! I say in my head as we pass by Court and Co.
I’m feeling a little proud of myself as we walk off the dance floor hand in hand. I feel confident. At least I do until the moment I see Mick across the room.
He is seething.
I drop Jonathan’s hand and speed off across the room in the direction of my big brother. I use the few seconds it takes to get to him to clear my head, and face the realization of what we just did on that dance floor in front of not only Mick but all of his friends and coworkers.
Shit! What was I thinking?
