Page 97 of Theirs to Treasure

“Go away, girls,” Sam growled as he pulled Josie into his arms. She meant to say something, but then he was kissing her, and she forgot everything.

He was hot.

“God, Josie, you make me lose my mind.” Sam rested his forehead against hers.

“You clean up very well, Mr. Booth.” Josie was proud of how she’d kept her voice level.

“Josie,” Chance, pulled her out of Sam’s arms. “You’re gorgeous. You look like a movie star. Who did your hair?”

“Sarah and Becca did my hair and make-up.” She frowned up at him. “I found this necklace around the hangar. It’s beautiful. Sarah thought it was actually rubies. It’s not, is it?” She stroked the stones in the intricate design.

“Fuck if I know. It could be. Could be garnets. It just looked really pretty to go with the dress and the salesgirl recommended it.”

Sam chuckled.

“How could you not know?”

“How could you not know that he would not know?” Sam asked. “Come on, let’s go sit down next to Butch and Betty.”

As they walked to their table, Josie was amazed at how the community center had been transformed. It looked like an indoor garden. As they made their way to the table, she saw her sisters dancing with Dane and Eric. They looked beautiful in the dresses that Chance had picked out for them. It was really scary how good they looked dancing with the two handsome firefighters.

Chance tugged her clutch out of her hand and set it on the table. “Let’s dance.”

For a moment Josie thought it might look odd that the three of them were dancing, but then she saw four different triads out on the dance floor.

I love Fate Harbor.

She danced three slow dances with Sam and Chance, enveloped by the warmth of the two of them. She kept an eye on her sisters, happy to see that they were dancing with men other than Dane and Eric.

The band started a swing song.

“I think I’ll let Chance take over,” Sam said. He kissed Josie and squeezed her hand.

“How about it, are you up for a dance?” Chance asked.

She bit her lip. “You’ll have to teach me,” she said.

“Ms. Decker, I freaking love teaching you things.”

For the next few dances, Chance taught her different moves, and she found herself learning new steps and laughing a lot. Finally, she cried uncle and insisted on a break. When she got back to the table, she found Sam had provided lemonade.

“How are you doing, Baby? Are you hurting, do you need a pain pill or muscle relaxant? I made sure to put them in your purse.”

She leaned over and kissed Sam. “I’m doing fine. Before the pain gets bad, we can sneak home and you can give me a couple of orgasms to help fend it off,” she whispered in his ear while giving him an intimate smile.

“I heard that. I love how your mind works.” Chance swooped in for a kiss, leaving her breathless. Sarah and Becca sat down and laughed.

“I’m thinking this whole two-boyfriend thing might be the way to go,” Sarah said with a smile. Josie cut her with her eyes.

“Don’t worry, I’m still at the training-wheels stage,” Sarah assured her. “We just came over to tell you that Elise wants us to help present Lola’s stork cake. So, we’re going backstage.”

They both got up, and Becca hugged Sam, then turned to embrace Chance, moving to hug Josie last. “You did good, sis. I couldn’t be happier for you,” she whispered in her ear. Josie looked up at her sister and got a lump in her throat when she saw the sincerity in Becca’s eyes. Josie blinked back tears and gave her a watery smile.

“I love you, Becca.”

“Love you too, little sister.”

Sarah pulled on Becca’s arm and they headed for the stage.