She closed her eyes, rested against him, as they talked quietly.She noticed they barely moved and didn’t care.He’d gotten them to a darker part of the dance floor before he raised her face and kissed her.
When he finally lifted his head, they were both breathing heavily.
“How long do we have to stay?”he asked.
She snickered.“We haven’t even been here thirty minutes, Daddy.”
“Shit, it feels longer.”
She smiled up at him.“We’ll have a few drinks and then head out.Does that sound okay?”
“Yes.I’m warning you now, if a guy comes up to ask you to dance, I won’t like it.”
“I would never say yes, so you’re fine.I’m practically on your lap.It’s pretty obvious we’re here together.”
“Some guys don’t give a shit.”
She rolled her eyes.“It won’t matter if they do.”
Kaleb looked over at the table.“It looks like they’re getting pizza’s do you want some, or I’ll take you somewhere else?”
“Here.I love their veggie pizza.”
He cringed.“I’ll stay with the meat lovers.”
He led her back to the table where plates of pizza sat in front of them.
Myla looked at Kelly.“Who did this?”
Kelly snickered.“Kole.He says you owe him a pitcher now.”
Myla rolled her eyes.
“What’s that about?”Kaleb asked as he got them situated.
“They know I love this kind of pizza, so someone tries to save me a few pieces, but then I owe them a pitcher of beer.”
Kaleb chuckled.“They got me pizza, does that mean we owe them two pitchers?”
“Knowing Kole, probably.”
Kaleb laughed.
For the next few hours, they ate, drank, danced, and talked.
Kaleb turned her head toward him.“You ready now?”
Myla giggled and whispered in his ear.“Yes, Daddy.We can go.We stayed longer than we first thought.”
“It’s a great group of people.”
She leaned into him.“They like you.”
“That’s good.”
He stood as they said their goodbyes, then he wrapped his arm around her waist and led her out of the bar and to his truck.
They drove toward his home.
