Page 18 of Handsome
While we went right upstairs to Joshua's room, she asked, “You can read minds?”
I just smiled and said, “No, just yours.”
She chuckled. “You're funny.”
Once we were in Joshua’s room, I put him in the crib. He didn’t move at all, his eyes still closed, as I whispered, “I’m glad you didn’t meet my brothers, then.”
“Why?” she asked as she beckoned me to follow her out.
I took one last glance at my son and closed the door before saying, “I’m the least funny of all.”
Her nose wrinkled again, but then she patted my arm and said, “Maybe because you’re the sweetest.”
I needed to earn a kiss from her. I’d never before met anyone who was both sexy and sweet in the same person. And she was helping me out, so we needed to be sure. I brushed her arm and said, “Time to change. We have to be in the ballroom.”
Her face went white. “Think he’ll sleep?”
I shrugged. Truthfully, I had no idea how babies slept, but said, “If we hear him wake up on the monitor, we’ll come up right away.”
She nodded and held up her hand for a high-five. “Then you’re on.”
She marched past me, but then she swayed her hips a bit more. For the first time in my life I wasn’t sure how a woman felt about me, and I was left hoping Sarah wanted me too. She was quickly becoming the most important person in my world.
7
Sarah
I had trouble imagining what dancing with Cyrus might be like.
My experience with two people swaying wasn’t anything formal, and no fancy steps were needed. And I doubted this would be night club-style, with the short skirts I’d passed when I worked as a caterer and watched the hookup rituals.
Clubbing had seemed more like a drunken game where people found partners for an evening and a night.
I shimmied into the blue dress and rummaged around on the floor of the closet and unearthed the perfect pair of high heels.
Based on what I'd seen watching dance on TV and in the movies, women needed to wear heels to get some of the moves right.
I glanced at myself in the mirror and decided to use some of the powder and creams in the bathroom, so I would look the best I could.
Cyrus wasn’t the beer-and-a-movie-on-TV type, which was the closest I ever had to a boyfriend, though Gage hadn’t ever made me all achy and tingly the way Cyrus did.
I glanced out at the empty beach and sighed. The only piece of beach I’d gone to near here was always full of people, but Cyrus's family had a dock, yachts, a cave, and private beach, and we were planning to visit what sounded like an isolated island.
Then I double-checked to make sure I had my cell so I could listen for Joshua and hurried back downstairs, determined to enjoy the moment of living this wonderful life. Soon I’d go back to hoping for invisibility in my normal world. But that wasn’t now. Today I had Cyrus, Joshua, and the perks of a life no one I knew ever experienced.
I came down to find a courier in the foyer delivering an envelope with my name on it. I paused to open it and read the paperwork. I blinked and asked myself, “What’s this?”
Cyrus’s voice behind me said, “Your passport confirmation receipt. A courier collected your birth certificate with the key you gave them. Now we should have it tomorrow morning so we can sail out ourselves.”
Right. I’d forgotten about filling out the forms and handing my keys over this morning.
I turned to see he was wearing gray pants and a white shirt. My legs felt like spaghetti for just a second, but I steeled my spine and asked, “Sail?”
He rested his hand on my back and directed me back through the house to the grand room.
The furniture had been pushed to the side, along with rolled-up rugs. We were overlooking the ocean, and the windows were all open to let in the sea air. This was our makeshift ballroom, and a quiver shot through me.
He clearly had no idea how charmed I was by everything when he said, “You seemed so excited by the idea that I had maintenance take the ship out to clean it up for our trip.”
