Emery brushed back a piece of my hair. “The way it was supposed to be. All five of us together.”
Softness took over Charleigh’s pretty features. “I believe we were all drawn here. That this place—these hearts and these men—called us from out of the darkness. Pulled us out from where we were trapped and guided us toward a sublime destination.”
Triumph filled Piper’s expression. “It was a battle for all of us, but it is the best fight I’ve ever fought, and I’m so thankful for every single one of you.”
Everyone nodded, caught in a moment of awed appreciation, and I turned to look at Cash, who was surrounded by the guys, though his eyes were on me.
I was so ready for it.
For this battle to be over.
For us to step into the sublime.
Raven smacked her hands together. “I do believe champagne is in order. It’s time to get this party started.”
The band played from the stage, the energy alive and upbeat.
We remained within the confines of our area that I learned was always reserved for the family, all of us dancing to our own beat.
Laughing and drinking.
The food delicious and the mood sweet.
But it was Cash’s hands that were fire. Gliding over my body as he danced behind me. His presence profound. His lips running up and down my neck, his touch greedy as we gave ourselves over to the night.
He kept filling my ears with everything I’d longed to hear.
“You’re so sexy.”
“Can’t take my eyes off you.”
“Have loved you my whole life.”
“How’s it possible I have you?”
I let go in it. Swished my head from side to side as I ground my ass against his cock that had remained hard the entire night. His body a rigid storm, though his smiles were easy and his eyes were light.
I leaned against his chest, his heart hammering into my back, his breaths emitted at the curve of my jaw.
Bliss.
Bliss.
Bliss.
We danced that way forever.
I was a sweaty mess, stumbling around with laughter rolling out of me, intoxicated from both the champagne and the euphoria of the night.
With a big grin, I turned to Cash. “Your wife needs to pee.”
Amusement tugged at one side of his mouth. “If you want me to get you out of those panties, all you need to do is ask.”
I softly smacked his chest. “This isn’t code. I really need to pee.”
Soft laughter rolled from him, and he took my hand and pressed it to his chest. “Then your husband is happy to escort you.”
He threaded his fingers through mine and started to slip through the crush, his eyes continually scanning as we moved through the drove of people that had flocked to Kane’s. The crowd had doubled since we arrived, and now the place was packed shoulder to shoulder.
