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After the shock of what might have been had the results been different, I just see red and move slightly closer, “I’m not his sister, I’m his fiancée and yes I would mind him dancing with you. Now if you’ll excuse us.”

I drag Gabe past Tracy and find a seat near some friends we went to school with. Saying hello we take the next table over and leaving our jackets on the chairs, head over to the dance floor.

Walking into Gabe’s arms, I look up to find him grinning down at me like an idiot, “What are you grinning at?”

“You’re really hot when you’re jealous.”

I move in even closer to him, “I’m not jealous.”

Pulling me closer I slide one leg between his; coming into contact with the bulge in his jeans.

Wrapping an arm tight around his waist, I very slowly rub against him a few times only to hear him growl in my ear, “Unless you want me to take you right here – Stop – Teasing – Me.”

Lifting one hand to brush his hair back from his forehead, I notice rather a few people looking our way. “Gabe, why is everyone staring at us?”

“Babe, most of these people probably think we’re brother and sister.”

“Oh shit, I’d actually started to forget about that. In fact you make me forget everything when you touch me.” Reaching up, I place a kiss to Gabe’s waiting lips.

“Hey sis, I think someone needs to remind folks you’re not actually related.” Travis says as he comes dancing beside us with a girl I haven’t met before.

“Bree, this is Sarah, Sarah my sister Bree and her fiancé Gabe.” Seeing Sarah’s eyes open wider, “I know I call Gabe my brother, but he isn’t really, not by blood. We just grew up together.”

Smiling now, “Okay, you had me wondering then. It’s nice to meet you both.”

“Travis you know most of these people better than me, will you go and say something?…. Please?” I beg my brother.

Walking over to where the band has set up cursing all the way as he drags us both with him, Travis takes the stage and picks up the microphone.

“Everyone, can I have your attention please.” Travis, seeing that he has everyone’s attention, “Thank you. A few of you folks are looking at my sister and Gabe as though they shouldn’t be together, so I thought it best to clear the air. The majority of you will remember Gabe’s parents.”

A few people nod so he continues, “When they died Gabe came to live with me and my family, he was never legally adopted by my parents. Well, although I look at Gabe as being my brother, he isn’t really as there’s no blood between us and most especially my sister.”

Seeing that most people are agreeing with him, “Well tonight my family and I welcomed Gabe into the family as my sister’s fiancée. Which I think is about damn time, if I do say so. So please raise you glasses and wish them well.” Travis says, as he also raises his glass, “To Gabe and Bree.”

Hearing the rest of the room wishing us well brings tears to my eyes; I hide my face in Gabe’s chest while I try and get myself back under control. “You okay babe?”

Pulling away slightly, “Yes…. Let’s dance, I love being close to you.” Going into each other’s arms I notice Tracy at the edge of the dance floor staring daggers at me.

You can’t have him he’s always been mine.

Chapter 22

GABE

Feeling just how aroused I am, Bree moves in really close as in chest to chest, thigh to thigh and hip to hip; she starts moving sensually against me.

Recognizing a dance floor seduction, I slide my hands from her waist to her butt, squeezing her cheeks as I push her against my aching cock.

Looking up into my eyes she runs her hands through my hair and brings her face closer to mine. She licks my lips, opening my mouth she seals our lips together, tangling our tongues in a very hot kiss, while we keep grinding against each other.

Being slightly pushed from behind brings me back to my senses to see Travis grinning at us, “You two are steaming the place up.”

“Shit.” I really struggle to move my hands from Bree’s butt, I slide them up to her waist; making sure she stays where she is to hide the rather large bulge in my jeans.

What the hell. I take hold of Bree’s hand and drag her to the back of the hall near to the restrooms.

Opening the door to a storage closet, I pull her inside, shut the door and seal her lips with mine. She lets her head fall back as I use my mouth and lick along her neck down to her collarbone. While she’s distracted, I use my hands to slide up inside her dress, moving them higher to her naked butt cheeks.

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