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The room was up in applause and Gab was on him in seconds. Kissing him like they were alone, but I couldn’t be mad. They were in love, and happy. And it was one hell of a speech. Levi got the best end of it. He has one of those life stories that make you wonder how he can even get up in the mornings, but he does. And he is better for it. Gab stuck around and gave him a chance even when he had nothing. Most women wouldn’t do that. It’s how I knew she really loved him even though she made him wait almost a decade to marry her.

“That was so sweet.” Natalie sniffed.

“Are you crying?” I gaped at her. She shoved me as she wiped her eye with a napkin before it could drip on her makeup.

“Shut up. It was beautiful.” She leaned into Kit and he kissed her forehead.

I avoided his gaze and looked on to Emilia. Since the order of the dinner was over, people started getting up to dance. Was I allowed to dance with her? I wanted to. And I mostly wanted her away from Luke. Sasha’s grandson.

“Excuse me.” I said to no one in particular.

I got up and headed toward Emilia. I touched her shoulder gently and she turned to face me.

“Tristan, you look dashing.” Sasha stood and hugged me.

“Thank you. You look ravishing as always.” She swatted me away, even though she was all pimped out in a gold dress.

“If you don’t mind, I would like to dance with Emilia.” Her eyes lit up. How do old people always know when you like someone?

“Of course.”

Emilia took my hand and I led her to the dance floor, the live jazz band played an easy track.

“You looked like you needed saving.” I rested my hand on her hip and used the other to take her hand. Her hand was around my shoulders, her fingers swirling the nape of my neck. It sent a shiver right down my spine. The closeness of her body made me feel her heat against me; the warmth and softness of her body is a novelty.

“A little. Did you enjoy the party?” I stared down at her eyes. They pulled me right in and made me crazy.

“I enjoyed the flowers.” I smirked.

“His speech was good. He’s always been good with words. He is a lawyer after all.” I chuckled.

“Yeah. But it was nice. Gabriella looks really happy,” I admitted. Speaking of the happy couple, we spotted them next to the cake, stealing some more. Levi is a pig, he used to always steal my food in our dorm.

“She does. I’m just ready to be done playing wedding planner. It’s stressful.” I laughed, and she giggled softly.

“You did a good job though.”

“Thank you.”

We danced on, until she got closer and closer and we were basically embracing on the dance floor, her head on my chest.

I whispered in her ear, “I booked my hotel room next to yours.” Her body froze, but then her clenched muscles relaxed. “You can stop by if you want. I’m a great stress reliever.”

My fingers circled her hip. Making it obvious how much I want her.

“Maybe. I want to stay focused.”

“I know I’m a distraction.” A smile hinted at my voice. She pulled back to look into my eyes.

“I didn’t mean it that way…I’m easily distracted. And you…I could stay in bed with you all day if I’m not careful.” She smiled softly. My cock hardened at the thought of it.

“You know, we’ve never had sex in a bed before.” Her eyes widened as her skin flushed.

I just pulled her back and kept dancing with her, leaving her with that thought.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Tristan

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