Dancing in the Moonlight - Harlequin.com

RAEANNE THAYNE
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She would have refused if Carmela hadn’t returned
to the table then to take Jorge. “Thank you for watching
him,” Carmela said in Spanish. “But he’s going to wake
up hungry. We must be leaving.”
She gave both Carmela and Horatio hugs as they
said their goodbyes, then turned back to Seth. “All right.
Let’s dance. But I’ll warn you in advance I’m still not
very good on the dance floor. I can’t blame having two
left feet anymore since I don’t even have one.”
“Bad joke,” Seth said. He had just started to lead her
out to the floor when Jake appeared over his shoulder
and her heart gave its usual happy sigh of welcome.
He didn’t say anything, just raised one of those expressive
eyebrows at his younger brother.
Seth sighed. “Yeah, yeah. I know. Get my own girl.”
“That shouldn’t be a problem for you,” Jake said dryly.
“If only you could narrow the field down to just one.”
Seth grinned. “Now why would I want to do that?”
He kissed Maggie on the cheek. “Thanks anyway,”
he said, surrendering her to Jake.
She settled into her husband’s strong arms with a sigh
of contentment, wanting to be nowhere else on earth but
right here with the summer breeze ruffling her hair and
the moonlight gleaming through the trees.
Somehow Jake always seemed to move at just the right
pace—not too fast that she had to move awkwardly to
keep up with him but not so slow that she grew frustrated.
Here was another joy she thought long behind her but
like so many other things, Jake had helped her through.
“It’s been a good day, hasn’t it?” he asked, his breath
warm in her ear, and she saw they had moved out of