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After glancing around at the couples, Noah exhaled a ragged breath. “Okay fine.”
I grabbed his arm and dragged him onto the dance floor before he could change his mind. “We’ll just do the box step. It’s really easy.”
“Famous last words,” Noah grumbled.
“Okay, first, you go forward with your left foot.”
Once Noah answered my command, I nodded. “Next, bring your right foot to the side. Then bring it to your left one together.”
With a groan, Noah replied, “Come on, Gaby, I feel like an idiot.”
“Stop it. You’re doing great.”
Once Noah could do the box step, I said, “Okay, put one hand on my shoulder blade and take my hand in the other.”
After he followed my instructions, Noah huffed, “This blows.”
“Really you’re not that bad.”
“I mean, I’m not ableto feel your hands around my neck or have mine on your waist.”
I laughed. “The waltz is about elegance, not dry-humping against each other.”
“You’re killing me.”
Although he rolled his eyes, Noah did manage to waltz me around for the remainder of the song. Even though he was a little stiff, he did a great job. When the music changed over, he dropped his arms from me. “Can we please dance normally now?”
“Fine. I suppose you earned it.”
We slow-danced through the rest of the song before a fast number came on. Noah surprised me at being pretty good at fast dances. When another slow song came on, Noah brought his arms around me.
Just as we were getting ridiculously close, Dad appeared before us. “May I cut in?”
While I scowled at him, Noah jerked away from me so fast you would’ve thought I was on fire. “Of course. My pleasure.” He grimaced. “I mean, your pleasure.” With a shake of his head, he mumbled, “Fuck it,” and then hightailed it off the dance floor.
“Strange young man,” Dad mused, as he drew me into his arms.
I poked my finger into his chest. “Oh no. Don’t you dare go there.”
He had the audacity to give me an innocent look. “What?”
“You know exactly what. You’re going out of your way to make Noah uncomfortable.”
“I can’t help if he’s threatened by me.”
“But you can help when you verbally threaten him with calling Lorenzo and Fabian.”
Dad grinned like a shark. “He needed to be aware of the consequences.”
“As both Mom and I pointed out last night, I’m a grown woman.”
“I don’t care if you’re ninety fucking years old—you’ll always be my little girl.”
“When I’m ninety, I can assume you’ll be dead, which is the only way I’ll ever get a man with how overprotective you’re acting.”
An agonized sigh rumbled through Dad. “You can’t possibly understand what it’s like, mija.”
“But if Mom is cool with it, why can’t you be?”
