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“Then how do you know you love it?”
“I love everything I do with you.” He smirks down at me, and the air swirls between us. Even drunk and disorderly, he’s the most perfect man in the entire world.
The song finishes, and we both clap and cheer to make up for the lack of enthusiasm from everyone else.
“What do you want me to play?” the singer asks in his thick accent.
Spencer points at him and his eyes widen. “Aussie?” he asks.
“Yeah, man.” The guy laughs.
Spencer high fives him as if they are long lost best friends. “I fucking love Australians.”
I turn to see Wyatt and Anthony snickering from the corner. They can deny it all they want but I know they like Spencer, too, now. How could anyone not? He’s the friendliest person I’ve ever known.
“What’s your name?” Spencer asks the singer.
“Reg.” The guy smiles.
“That’s a great name!” Spencer cries, as if it’s the most exciting piece of information he’s ever heard.
I laugh out loud again. Oh man, we are so drunk.
“Play us a song, Reggie.” He picks up my hand and kisses it, waiting for the song to start.
Reg takes a sip of his drink and picks up his guitar. “This song is called ‘Dream Catch Me.’”
Spencer smiles down at me and gives me one of his swoony winks. The song starts, and he begins to move me side to side to the beat. As the words pour out of Reggie, Spencer sings them to me, but with a delay. He’s listening to them first and then repeating everything clearly.
His timing is completely off.
There’s a place I go when I’m alone.
Be anyone I want, be anyone I want to be.
But it is us I see.
We begin to really sway side to side as our dancing gets a bit out of control and I’m laughing as Spencer sings the wrong words as he dances and swings his hips.
His big beautiful smile covers his face as he sings to me and I laugh up at him in the goofy dinosaur hat as he swings me around like a ragdoll.
I cannot believe I’m falling.
Hold me close, don’t let this go.
Dream catch me when I fall.
The chorus breaks out and Spencer lets go of me. He begins to bop, jumping up and down, having the time of his life.
“Jump.” He laughs.
I find myself mirroring his dancing, bopping along with him with a huge goofy smile across my face. What must we look like? Who even cares?
This is so much fun.
The music begins to wind down. “Great song.” Spencer claps. “Play it again.”
“Yes.” I laugh. “Again.”
