Page 44 of The Vegas Rerun
“Oh, it’s like that is it?”
“Yup.”
Defeated, Joshua stands up and takes me by the hand and leads me to the dance floor. We spin and shake our hips and move together. Joshua takes control, leading me around the dance floor, and as the song ends, he dips me dramatically and then pulls me back up. When the next song, a slower one this time, starts, we wrap our arms around each other and sway together.
“I thought you said you couldn’t dance,” I say after a moment.
“This is hardly dancing.”
“I’m aware of that. I meant the last song.”
“Oh, that. I didn’t say I couldn’t dance, I said I don’t dance,” he says.
“Asshole,” I say, and I put my tongue out at him.
“Very mature,” he says with his signature smirk.
We dance until my feet are burning in my heels and then we grab a drink from the bar and go and sit back down. This ispretty much the way the rest of the night goes. We dance for a bit and then sit and chat for a bit. The one thing that doesn’t change is that we do it together. Joshua hasn’t left my side once except for bathroom breaks and I love that he’s making sure I don’t end up left alone while he’s talking to everyone he knows. Whenever anyone comes over to talk to us, he makes sure to introduce me and include me in any conversations that occur. He really is very well mannered and chivalrous, and I don’t think he’s doing it to try and win points with me or anything, I just think it’s his natural way.
When the DJ stops playing and the lights come up, I’m shocked at how fast the day and night have gone by, and I’m even more shocked when I learn it’s close to one am.
Joshua gets his cell phone out and excuses himself. He’s hardly gone for more than a minute and he’s back.
“I think I’ve had a bit too much to drink to drive home. I was just calling my driver,” he says. “He won’t be long.”
We go around and say goodbye to Josua’s family and some friends of his, and then we thank the host and hostess who thank us in turn for coming. All in all, it’s been a lovely day and night, and I have really enjoyed myself. The only thing that could make it better is if it didn’t have to end.
CHAPTER 30
JOSHUA
Mollyand I stand outside of the country club after my driver sends me a text message saying he’s two minutes out. The night air is cold, and I take my jacket off and slip it around Molly’s shoulders.
“Thank you,” she says, pulling it tightly around herself.
I see the town car coming towards us and I step forward. It pulls up at the curb and I open the door for Molly. She gets in and I jog around the back of the car, and I get in the other side beside her. I close the door and the dividing screen between us and the driver comes down.
“Good evening, Mr Redfern. Where to please?”
“Good evening, Giles,” he says. “My place please.”
Giles nods and the partition goes back up and then Molly raises an eyebrow at me.
“Am I supposed to walk home from your place?” she asks.
“Don’t be silly,” I say. “I have other cars. I can run you home in the morning.”
“That’s very presumptuous,” she says.
“Fine,” I reply, winking at her. “Get a cab home in the morning then.”
“That’s not what I meant, and you know it,” she says.
I lean forward towards the button to lower the divider screen and Molly grabs my wrist. Fire explodes between us and tingles go up my arm.
“What are you doing?” she says.
“Putting the screen down to tell Giles to take you home,” I say.
