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Ginger looked up at me, wearing the most beautiful smile. “More than ready, Mr. Frankel.”
The double doors open. “Please join me in welcoming to the floor Mr. and Mrs. Malcolm Frankel,” the DJ announced.
Holding our joint hands up in the air, my wife and I danced our way into the reception hall under the sound of cheers and applause from our friends and family. I pulled my beautiful Ginger into my arms then planted a deep kiss on her, drawing more cheers from the crowd.
“All right, ladies and gentleman, time for the bride and groom to have their first dance.”
The selection for our first dance was something Ginger allowed me to pick. When “Time of Your Life” by Pitbull came thumping through the speakers, she laughed.
I stepped back, holding out my hand. “Come on, baby, this is a party.”
Ginger took my hand, smiling the entire time as we started our dance. The smile never left her face as she let the music take over and had no problem shaking her sexy ass. Some slow love song wasn’t our style. There was so much to enjoy and be thankful for, and I wanted that represented in the song. Our song.
Others joined us on the floor, taking part in our celebration. Ginger stepped closer, sliding her arms around my neck. Our movements slowed.
“I should have expected something like this from you.”
“It fits. This is the best time of my life.” I leaned down to kiss her. “Well, for now, until I can get you out of this dress and have the hotel guests complaining about the noise.”
She kissed me again. “Is that so?”
“Oh, yes, ma’am. You cut me off for a month. You should be glad I didn’t do you in the limo.”
Her head fell back as she gave a hard laugh. “Bring it on, Mr. Frankel.”
“You do remember what happened last time you issued me a challenge right?”
A coy smile and a nod was the only answer she gave, but it was enough.
“Do we really have to do the rest of the stuff?”
“Yes, dear husband, we do.”
The next song started, and as I was about to protest, Collin came over. “You mind if I have a dance?”
“Not at all.”
I relinquished my bride to her father and went to sit at the table reserved for us. Macy came and sat down next to me.
“She looks so happy.”
“I know.”
“I can’t believe you’re the reason for it.”
I cut my eyes over at her and smiled when I saw her laughing. I put my arm around her shoulders. “You better not embarrass me in your speech.”
“I make no promises.”
“Brat.”
“Jerk.”
I gave Macy a kiss on the cheek. “I’m going to go keep better company.”
Ginger made her way to our table. She nodded toward Dorian on the way, running her fingers over the brooch pinned to her dress. In the limo ride over, she explained to me what it was. A family heirloom that Ginger always loved, but Dorian, being the oldest daughter, had received it on her wedding day. Gi
nger had been surprised when Dorian gave it to her, and had teared up in the limo as she told me. Their relationship had always been rocky, so I knew how much it meant to Ginger that they had gotten to a better place.
