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“We’re here today to celebrate the 21stbirthday of my only daughter, Kiki. No mother has ever been blessed with a more beautiful daughter…”
As Mia listened to the speech, she felt Lorenzo’s hand on her leg.
The tablecloth was long, hiding his hand. He found the edge of her dress and ran his fingers up her thigh.
Mia shivered. She glanced around to make sure no one could see.
Lorenzo’s hand travelled further up. He found her panties and pushed them aside.
She was already wet as he sunk his fingers inside her.
Mia focus on her breathing, trying to not give away the game. It was risky, but she didn’t want him to stop. She never wanted him to take his hands off her, ever.
He ran his fingers over her clit and it was almost too much for her to handle. She closed her eyes for a few seconds as he gently rubbed her.
She bit her lip as she came, and somehow managed to stay quiet.
Lorenzo looked at her with a mischievous grin.
Mia breathed to calm herself. She suddenly wondered if Greyson and Waterson could tell what had happened.
Mia tuned back in to Patty’s speech, which was almost done.
“So, to my daughter, a happy 21st, and a magical life.”
Lorenzo stood up, his glass raised.“To Kiki!”
Everyone stood and did the same.
Then, the music started. People milled around near the dance floor, no one wanting to be the first to go out.
Lorenzo took Mia’s hand.“May I have this dance?”
Mia nodded and Lorenzo led her out onto the dance floor. They were the only ones, totally on display as the rest of the guests watched.
Lorenzo led, and Mia followed. As he spun her, she looked at the crowd. Those jealous faces again, all around her.
She spied Gabriella, who looked like she was about to explode.
Lorenzo dipped Mia, and kissed her passionately. There were audible gasps from the crowd.
Gabriella stormed out of the tent.
Even Matteo was watching now, interested in who his son was with.
Finally the floor began filling up with other people.
When the song finished, Lorenzo led her back to the table.
“Dad, this is Mia.”
Matteo nodded, searching Mia’s eyes. She did her best to hold his gaze.
“Mia who?”
“Anders.”
“Where are your people from?”
