Starlight, Star Bright by JoAnn Durgin

Author:JoAnn Durgin [Durgin, JoAnn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: christian Fiction
ISBN: 978-1-61116-337-7
Publisher: Pelican Ventures Book Group
Published: 2013-11-26T05:00:00+00:00

14

“So, do you dance, Mr. Fancy Footwork?” Amanda manned the refreshment table at the Mistletoe Dance on Tuesday night. Dante worked beside her. Although her question was in sly reference to his goalie skills, he couldn’t possibly know that. He’d tell her when and if he wanted, and she’d sworn Jake and Dylan to secrecy. For now, she’d enjoy each moment with him and let tomorrow take care of itself. She’d read that very verse from the book of Matthew in her morning devotions and loved how the Lord had a way of giving her what she needed exactly when she needed it.

Amanda waved as one of the young couples dancing nearby called to her. Amazing how so many of these kids matured overnight in the short time she’d been in Florida. On the flip side, some of the senior citizens had aged with more stoop in their posture and more grooves in their faces. A few had graduated into glory. Life moved forward as it should, but it made her sentimental and nostalgic.

“You’ll thank me for not asking you to dance.” Dante brought her thoughts back to the present. He retrieved the bag of pretzels and dumped the rest of the bag into a bowl. “Not to mention, I’m still a little sore from lifting the trees at Ed’s the other day. It’s starting to hit me now.” He’d put Jake, the strongest man she knew, to shame the way he’d hauled and lifted trees at the tree farm. He demonstrated incredible upper body strength. While passing out snacks for the work crew, she’d overheard some of the men speculating on how much Dante could bench press. Afterwards, the group all grabbed a bite to eat at Barney’s where she appreciated Jake’s efforts to draw Dante into the conversation. Then they’d traipsed to the park adjacent to the church and acted like kids as they pounded each other with snowballs.

“Don’t think you’ll get off that easy, mister. After all, any man who—” Amanda clamped her mouth shut. Keeping quiet had never been one of her strongpoints, and if the man wanted to keep his secret, then so be it.

Dante slanted her a wry grin. “A man who…what?” Chomping on a pretzel, he gave her one of those slow-moving grins. “Si, bella?”

“Never you mind, mister.” She concentrated on refilling the bowl of potato chips.

“Oh, but I do mind. All right, since that tactic didn’t dissuade you, how about the fact we’re expected to watch over the students?” He folded the pretzel bag and tucked it in the box under the table.

“How long has it been since you’ve actually danced?”

“Long enough. The humiliation still burns in my brain.”

No dancing in Italian clubs for this guy? Stop it! This kind of sarcastic thinking could ruin the night if she allowed it. Dante didn’t have to be with her at the Mistletoe Dance, standing close enough to feel his warmth. Close enough to drive her crazy if she didn’t find herself in his arms—one way or the other—before the end of the evening.

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