Page 112 of Christmas at the Castle
Jamie took her hand and kissed the top. “My pleasure.”
She didn’t notice a waiter walking around with drinks so headed toward the bar for a glass of water.
Against the wall, away from others, Prince Luc and his wife Emily talked. The prince still had his trademark shoulder-length wavy hair and to-die-for thick eyelashes, and though his looks hadn’t changed, he seemed more focused and centered than when he starred on the reality TV show. He, like Gill, wore an official uniform. His wife looked elegant in a forest-green gown that accentuated her green eyes and blonde hair worn up.
Kat had met them earlier, and they were as personable as on the show and very much in love.
“I thought I’d never find you without a dance partner.” Gill appeared at her side and held out his hand. “May I have this dance?”
She had no idea where he’d come from, but she curtsied. “I would love to dance with you.”
As the music played, he led her out onto the dance floor.
She focused on him but sensed others looking at her.
At them.
Only she didn’t feel self-conscious.
She felt special, as if this moment had been somehow pre-destined. Maybe from the day she’d met Sophie and Gill out by the camp’s lake.
“What are you thinking?” Gill asked.
“How wonderful it is to dancing with you.”
His smile reached his eyes, and her breath caught. “I was thinking the same thing.”
The two of them moved, their steps in unison, as if they’d been dancing together forever.
Kat couldn’t have said what song the orchestra played or who else was around them or what time it was. All she knew was this dance with Gill was perfect.
Her heart seemed to beat in time to the music.
Maybeherfairy godmother had waved her magic wand tonight.
He looked at Kat with such affection and made her feel like the only woman present.
Nothing mattered except Gill.
She’d never felt anything like it. She didn’t want the song to end.
“Enjoying yourself?” he asked.
“Very much so. You?”
“I am now that I’m with you.” His eyes darkened. “This probably isn’t the time or place, but I’d like you to do something for me?”
“What?”
“Consider staying in Alistonia.”
“I’m here until the twenty-sixth.”
“That’s only three days away.” He twirled her around. “Stay longer so I can spend more time with you.”
Her lungs constricted, and she couldn’t breathe.
He wanted her to stay.
