Matt whipped out his phone and shot a video as they finished their dance while singing along at the tops of their lungs. Gracie actually knew those words.
Once their song and dance routine was over, I settled her down to watch the rest of the movie, while the adults went into the kitchen to talk.
Matt stopped me as I walked into the kitchen, a shit-eating grin on his face, and asked if it was OK for him to post the video of Tony and Gracie. He showed it to me, and I agreed. Her face wasn't clearly visible, just her profile as they whirled around the room. Besides, pictures of her had been plastered all over the internet recently anyway. He chuckled and glanced at Tony,who hadn't noticed our hushed conversation. After tapping on his screen for a minute, he slid his phone into his pocket and wandered over to sit at the island, trying to look innocent.
I pulled out my phone and looked at his Instagram feed. He had tagged Tony in the video. His caption read "I'm not sure how this Beast convinced Beauty to dance with him. Uncle Matt might need to rescue her. #TwoLeftFeet, #SheIsABetterSinger” I snorted. Yeah, Tony would get him back for that one.
Nico walked into the kitchen with the first aid kit and proceeded to clean and bandage the deepest of the scratches on my arm. He still looked really upset and kept apologizing that I had gotten hurt.
"It's not your fault, honey. She clearly has issues."
"But she attacked you because of me, Sunshine. If you hadn't been able to lock yourself in your office..." His voice trailed off and he swallowed hard.
I cupped my hand around his jaw and brushed a kiss on his cheek. "I'm OK. I got away and I'm safe now."
He nodded but didn't look convinced. As he finished putting everything back in the first aid kit, I leaned over and whispered, "Hey, you're pretty good at that. Do you want to play doctor later tonight?" I waggled my brows in an exaggerated leer, and he laughed as I'd intended. I wanted to lighten the mood in the room. He hugged me, and I heard Tony and Matt bickering good-naturedly behind us. Tony had clearly noticed Matt's Instagram post.
"I've seen you dance, buddy. You have absolutely no room to talk about me having two left feet. Does Becca own any steel-toed boots? She's gonna need them," Tony told him as Josh watched the video and laughed.
Matt flipped Tony off and told him that Becca liked his feet just fine. "She especially likes the fact that the old saying is true. Big hands, big feet, big di - "
"Shut up, motherfucker. I wouldn't finish that sentence if I were you. That's my sister, remember?" Nico interrupted him with a scowl.
Once everyone stopped talking about bad dancing and dick jokes, Tony asked to be filled in on what had happened, and Nico told him about crazy Stripper Barbie.
"So, that's going to be the latest tabloid headline, unless another celebrity swinging scandal is exposed in the next few hours," Nico said, rolling his eyes.
Tony looked at me and gave me a small smile. "Maybe I can take some of the heat off of you guys for a while," he offered quietly.
Josh scoffed. "How are you going to do that, offer dancing lessons to the paparazzi?"
Tony flipped him off, then chuckled nervously. "Nope, uh, I'm gonna let them find out I'm gay."
