I extended my hand, and she slipped hers in mine. The perfect fit. As we walked away from the table, I spun her twice, and she giggled, her dress flaring around her. On the third spin, she fell into my chest, breathless and smiling. “I wasn’t ready for that,” she said with a laugh. “Well you looked damn good doing it,” I said, two-stepping with her. We fell into rhythm together, just like we had that first night I taught her to dance. She leaned her head close. “Thank you for coming. I know weddings aren’t for everyone.” I kissed her crown. “I love being here with you. And you might be
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