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The sound of music filled the air. I had to confess that the two brothers on stage were doing a magnificent job. So much so that I slid out of my seat and held my hand out to Zoe, “Dance with me.”
“What? Here?” Her eyes widened while she looked around before hesitantly meeting my gaze. “No one else is dancing.”
I never took my eyes off her as I spoke, “Doesn’t mean we can’t.”
She looked at my outstretched hand and then at the table. Reaching forward, she took a napkin and dabbed the corners of her mouth before slowly rising to her feet. Wordlessly, she placed her hand in mine, allowing me to pull her close.
With her free hand, Zoe held on to my shoulder while I pressed our twined hands against my chest. Banding an arm around her waist, I mashed our bodies even closer together.
Holding a woman had never felt so amazing before. She was soft, so incredibly soft. The subtle smell of apples teased my senses again, only this time I did shut my eyes and inhale deeply. We swayed together while the band sang of seeing someone’s true colors and still loving them regardless.
I wanted to see all of her colors laid bare almost as much as I needed to show her mine. She’d crawled so deep under my skin, there was no way to get her out. Not that I wanted to. It was sudden and unexpected, but Zoe Carlisle was everything I never knew I needed. I didn’t care how hard I had to fight to make her see it and feel it.
A groan blew over my lips when the ending of the song led into something more upbeat. Reluctantly, I released Zoe from my arms only to find her staring up at me. Man, she was absolutely breathtakingly gorgeous. That look in her eyes was enough to make any man weak at the knees.
“I love how full of expression your eyes are,” I swallowed hard. “They reflect everything you’re feeling. Like now, you really want me to kiss you but at the same time you’re terrified I’ll actually do it.” Bringing my hand up to cradle her face, I ran a thumb over her cheek. “This is on you, sunshine. You decide.” As much as I wanted to taste her sweet lips, it was more important that she knew she was in control.