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The hour-long dinnerdragged on as Caleb solidified his earlier findings by listening to story after story by Presley’s best friends’ significant others. Each horrifying story of bratty privilege was worse than the last until finally, he had to excuse himself from the table, feigning the need to go to the bathroom.
As tempting as it was to hide out in the men’s room until the dancing started, he finished up and headed back in the direction of the ballroom. Just as he was about there, he met Presley heading straight for him. She looked like she was on a mission, and if so, her mission was to tackle him.
“Whoa there,” he said as she rushed into his arms, hugging him around his waist and laying her head against his heart. “I missed you too, baby.”
“I’ve been wanting this hug since I saw you at the church,” she mumbled against his shirt. It was a good thing he had a great dry cleaner who could get the makeup stains out of his dress shirt.
Caleb felt her shiver and asked, “Are you cold?”
“No, not really.”
“You sure? You’re trembling.”
Presley swayed again. “I’m just… I was worried… and missed you…”
Her words were all over the place, kinda like both of their emotions over the last twenty-four hours. The night before he’d been tired… and angry… and confused.
He was none of those things tonight.
“Everything is going to be okay, baby,” he reassured her confidently. Now that he had a line on where their communication problems had started, he was in a much better place to fix things.
For the first time since she’d found him, Presley leaned back so that they could look into each other’s eyes. He hated the uncertainty bordering on fear he saw in those baby blues he loved so much.
A fierce desire to chase that uncertainty away consumed him. He was her Dom. Her protector. He needed to find a way to lead them through the negotiations of their relationship dynamics.
“Are you still mad at me?” she asked quietly.
“I’m not mad, Presley. I’m disappointed. There’s a difference.”
“I just don’t understand…”
Caleb lifted his fingers to her lips, shushing her. “I know you’re confused, but we aren’t going to solve this here tonight at the wedding reception. Let’s just have fun dancing before I take you home, tie you to my bed, and remind this body of yours how much I missed it while I was in Europe.”
As he was talking, he slid his hands lower until that luscious ass of hers was in his grip. Her sigh of desire brought his cock to life and her grinding against him was only making it worse.
“Behave, little girl.”
Her “Yes, Sir,” sealed the deal, tempting him to drag her and her elegant gown out into the parking lot so he could fuck her from behind bent over the hood of his car. The DJ asking the wedding party members to report to the dance floor nipped his plan in the bud.
“Looks like you have a few more bridesmaid duties to finish before we can start our own fun.”
Her disappointed pout was adorable. After kissing her forehead tenderly, he enjoyed watching her hips sway as she went to join her friends.
It took another hour to wrap up the cake cutting, first dances, and the throwing of the bouquet.
Caleb waited not so patiently until Presley was finally back in his arms, swaying to the romantic slow dance. He’d missed the lavender scent of her shampoo he could smell as she clung to him.
When the DJ played a string of rowdy fast dance tunes, he contemplated bribing the guy to only play slow music so he could keep her in his arms, but he had to settle for watching Presley’s bubbly joy he loved so much while partying with her friends.
By the time they were finally ready to go home a few hours later, Presley was tipsy from too much champagne. She’d also lost the expensive shoes that had landed her in so much trouble the day before.
“If you find my girlfriend’s shoes, contact me here,” Caleb said, handing his business card to the banquet manager.
Taking advantage of the situation, Caleb scooped her up into his arms, brides’ style. Her surprised squeal was followed by her tinkling laughter.
The thirty-minute drive back to his house was just enough time for Presley to doze off. This time when he scooped her into his arms it was to carry her up to his bed, suspecting she was down for the count.
“This night is definitely not ending the way I planned,” he said softly as he laid her down near the foot of the bed.
