Luck of Love by Aleman Tiffany & Poch Ashley

Author:Aleman, Tiffany & Poch, Ashley [Aleman, Tiffany & Poch, Ashley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary
Published: 2013-05-20T06:00:00+00:00

I stopped Jax, the lead singer for Grunge, from breaking down their set when Blake had gone back to the kitchen. I told him that I’d match what he made tonight from here at Frankie’s if he would stay and play a song for me. I knew with an offer like that he couldn’t refuse.

I asked him if he knew Colbie Caillat’s “Falling for You.” Jax said he did, so I asked him if he’d play it. I kept watching for Blake to return from the kitchen as she pushed through the double doors, I nodded to Jax indicating for him to start strumming the beginning chords.

Her look of confusion was just what I was going for. Walking up to her with her eyes still fixed on the band, I gently grab her hand. Gasping, she looks at me wide eyed. Lifting her hand to my mouth, I softly brush my lips against the backs of her knuckles. Leaning into her with my mouth next to her ear, I whisper, “Dance with me.”

Pulling back, I admire those big beautiful green eyes that are staring back at me searching my face. “Okay,” she whispers through a smile.

Leading her out onto the dance floor, in front of the stage, I wrap my hands around her waist, resting them at the base of her lower back. With her arms wrapped around my neck, I pull her in to me. Cautiously, she rests her head on my chest while we sway back and forth to the music. Tilting my head down, I whisper some of the words to her.

Lifting her head off my chest, she looks up at me with a widening smile. Her body bounces as she silently laughs at me. “What’s so funny?”

“You like a chick song,” she says laughing harder now.

Smiling and laughing with her I say, “Yeah I do. But I like the way Jax is singing it. I like the little edge and soul he’s put behind it.”

“Me too. Thank you for this. It was very sweet,” she admits.

Her smile fades when she scans over the now empty bar. Trash cans overflow with empty beer bottles and plastic cups. Puddles of spilled drinks scatter along the floor. Removing one of my arms from around Blake’s back, I reach into my pocket and pull out my cell phone.

I begin searching for the DoubleTree hotel when she asks, “What are you doing?”

“Looking for a hotel,” I say, turning my attention to her, “Unless you want me to stay with you?” God, I hope she wants me to stay. Last Saturday, when she fell asleep in my arms, it was the best sleep I’ve had in a long time.

Averting her eyes to the floor, the bar, Dean, she looks anywhere else but at me. I know she’s thinking about it, I’ve seen her do this before when she’s unsure. Finally, her eyes drift back up to mine when she whispers, “You can stay.”

Putting my phone back in my pocket as Grunge strums the final chords; both of my hands cup Blake’s face.

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