Chapter 151: The Next Best Thing, Part 1

"Having fun?" Trent pulled me closer as we slid across the dance floor, our movements as slow and languid as the song that was playing.

"Yes." My face was flushed from how much fun I was having. I'd never be able to repay him for tonight.

He smiled, and my heart once again fluttered - that had been happening quite a bit more than usual. Not that I was complaining. He leaned down and captured my lips in a slow sweet kiss that left me breathless and slightly dizzy.

"Do the rest of us get a chance to dance with the birthday girl?" Whitney asked.

Trent rolled his eyes, but his smile belied his fake annoyance. "I suppose."

He released me, and Whitney stepped into his place, not missing a beat.

"Oh, okay," I said with a laugh as we slow danced.