Page 15 of Family Bonds: Alana & Brennan
Secretly she was okay with that.
Rude on her part.
“Daddy wants to know if everything is going well. What do I tell him?”
“Stay out later,” Becca said. “We need more time.”
Yeah, that wasn’t happening.
Maybe if he wasn’t on a date with another woman, she wouldn’t have a problem with it because she was having a blast with Becca.
She typed back everything was great, then returned to playing.
Somehow an hour went by, the TV was loud, and the two of them were dancing with the characters on the screen.
The last thing she thought would happen would be turning around to see Brennan standing there grinning.
“Daddy,” Becca yelled. “Go back out. We aren’t done playing.”
Talk about embarrassing.
“Wow,” he said. “I’m happy you’re having fun with Alana, but I’d rather not go back out again.”
She picked the remote up to lower the TV.
Becca grabbed it and made it louder and snatched her hands. “We are not done with this dance. We have to do it again. He can watch.”
She was a deer in the headlights.
“Yes,” Brennan said. “Please, let me watch.”
Alana squinted her eyes at him, but she didn’t want to ruin Becca’s fun.
The music came on, and she moved her feet as Becca taught her, then her arms swayed, her hips rolled—that might be the worst part in front of the guy she had a secret crush on—and her hair whipped around.
Brennan clapped when the music ended. “If I do that too much, I get dizzy,” she said.
“Daddy says that too,” Becca said.
“Oh, Daddy does this dance too?” Talk about super sweet.
“Yes,” Becca said, running toward Brennan. “Show Alana.”
“Ahhh, maybe another time.”
He wasn’t getting away that fast.
“I’d love to see it,” she said, her smile huge. “It took me a few minutes to get it, but you’ve had more practice than me.”
He took his jacket off and hung it up, Becca grabbing his hand. He allowed himself to be yanked into the living room just like she’d been.
Becca, who was a pro at using the remote, got it right to where she wanted and Alana moved back to watch Brennan dance with his daughter.
It wasn’t the same song or moves, but one the two of them must have practiced.
They were hitting each other’s feet, doing a few fist pumps, spinning in circles and ending on a booty shake.
She wanted to roar with laughter over that last move but didn’t want to embarrass the sexy man in front of her.
