“So you staying with him isn’t a permanent thing?”
“For one more night. Tomorrow, I move in next door. You know me
better than that, Mike. I’m not gonna live with him. He’s made a good impression on Daddy, and I don’t want to mess that up.”
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“You look happy, Rachel. He looks happy, too. He deserves a good woman like you,” Mike said before he sat down in his chair. “You should go ask him to dance. He’s due a break right about now,” Mike added with a chuckle.
Eli had been intercepted by three Spandex-clad beauties, one of whom immediately attached herself to his arm and pressed her breasts against his biceps. They tried to pull him to the dance floor, and the body language of the other two suggested that they all wanted to dance with him. What was it with Eli and multiple women? Part of her wanted to laugh at their tenacity, and part of her bristled at the sight of another woman’s fingers and body parts stroking his biceps.
He smiled and placed his hands on his hips and looked down at them.
He gestured to other tables, filled with men ready to dance with them. The one clinging to his arm pouted, which Rachel thought was not a very pretty look for her. Eli detached her hand and pointed toward the front of the club, indicating that he was working. The girls looked her way, one of them nodded, and they released him to continue on his way, unimpeded, back to the front.
“What did you say to them that they gave up so easily? The ladies don’t usually peel off that easily,” Mike said, grinning at his expense as Eli returned to Rachel’s side.
“I said the woman I love was waiting for me to return. I asked them how they would feel if they were in love with someone and had to watch other women putting their hands on him all night. They wanted to dance, and I told them I’m saving all my dances for Rachel. At least they were nice about it and backed off. Some of the women think I’m playing hard to get and figure that if they grope me, I might change my mind. Blech.” Eli sniffed his arm. “Do I smell like perfume?”
Smiling, she sniffed him, giggling. “Not much, but if you’ll take your break and dance with me, I’ll do my best to erase it for you,” she said as she looked over at Mike.
“Y’all go ahead. Things are slow up here, and you’ve got a break coming to you, anyway. You never take your breaks, so I think you’ve got a little extra time. Go dance with your woman.” Mike grinned as he made a shooing motion with his hands toward the dance floor.
Eli helped Rachel from her chair. “Thanks, man. I owe you.”
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“Yeah,” Mike called, “and I know how you can repay me, too.” Eli grinned and nodded but said nothing more about it.
Grace was on the dance floor with Adam, enjoying another slow dance.
Her head was tilted back as she looked up into his eyes, speaking softly with him. Rachel looked away from the intense love she saw radiating from Adam’s eyes. Rachel’s respect for the four of them grew as she realized the love and unselfish devotion that was necessary to balance their marriage.
Grace laid her cheek against Adam’s chest and wrapped her arms around his waist as he slowly danced her around the hardwood floor.
Eli turned and embraced Rachel on the crowded dance floor. He
expertly guided her through the throng. She leaned against his massive body, her breasts pressed close to him. She was conscious of the warmth increasing inside her as her sensitive nipples rubbed against him. His gentle hand on her back pressing her close to him told her that he enjoyed the contact with those tight little points as well. She relaxed against him, allowing him lead her around the dance floor. She loved to be wrapped in his warmth and sighed happily at the thought of going home with him tonight.
“You sound happy,” Eli murmured in a deep, husky voice that made her shiver with desire for him.
“I am,” she replied softly, nodding against his chest. “Very happy not to be running anymore.”
He cupped the back of her head, and she tilted back to look at him. His eyes were soft with adoration as he leaned down and kissed her so tenderly, so gently, she moaned in response to his light but intoxicating touch.
“I want you, Rachel. I need you. I wish tonight was not the last night you’ll be staying with me.” His gaze was intense, searching.
“I know, Eli, but I’ll only be next door. You know I’ll be there safe, right next to you.” She knew the only thing that would satisfy him was her under his roof. He loved her, and that was a wonderful beginning. She knew she loved him, but she was used to having her own space, and she didn’t want to jump into such a monumental decision on the spur of the moment.