Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 13992 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 70(@200wpm)___ 56(@250wpm)___ 47(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 13992 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 70(@200wpm)___ 56(@250wpm)___ 47(@300wpm)
I gazed into his beautiful hazel eyes as we rocked slowly back and forth. It was easy to believe that it was only us on that dance floor as everything else faded into the background.
There was another round of applause when the song ended, which grew louder when Daddy pulled me into a deep kiss.
I flinched when a finger tapped on my shoulder, but I smiled when I pulled away from Daddy and looked up to find Frankie smiling back at me.
"I'm sorry for interrupting, but I couldn't wait any longer to congratulate you."
"Same here," Blake, who was standing next to him, chimed in.
I threw an arm around both of them and squeezed them tightly. "Thanks so much, guys."
"Besides, you two probably did plenty of kissing when you snuck off to that room," Shawn interjected while flicking his eyebrows.
Daddy rolled his eyes while I gasped. "So you could hear us?"
Uncle Shawn chuckled and Daddy tucked me under his arm. "No, baby. Shawn's only teasing you."
"Me?" Uncle Shawn asked innocently. "I would never." I giggled and he pulled me into a hug. "Congrats, buddy. I'm so happy for both of you. And it's your special day; you're allowed to sneak off and get freaky if you want to."
I giggled again and let him go. I looked at my group of friends and told them, "I'm so glad you're all here with us. It wouldn't be our special day without you."
"Of course we're here," Blake smiled, shaking his head in a way that made his collar jingle. "We're your family."
"And we love you," Frankie added.
"I love all of you," I told them, and Daddy stroked his hand over my back as they all replied with their declarations of love. "How's Sprinkles?" I asked Frankie, who looked at Zack.
"He's great. I took his carrier back to the kitchen and my team has been sneaking him snacks." I was glad that my little baby was having a nice time.
Zack's attention was caught by something on the other side of the room. He smiled and looked back at me. "Speaking of my catering team, they're about to serve dinner. I had them make something special for you."
"Really?" I asked excitedly. "What is it?"
"It's a surprise," he replied with a wink.
"Let's go to our table to eat," Daddy suggested, taking my hand again. He led me to the front table, where our whole group sat. I wanted them close to me all night.
Zack's team visited our table first, serving us all dishes with fancy silver domes on top. They lifted the lids to my friends' and Daddy's plate first, revealing herb crusted chicken and mashed potatoes.
When they uncovered my plate, I squealed and clapped my hands together. "Chicken fingers!" I had mashed potatoes as well, along with a serving of macaroni and cheese.
"I know they're your favorite," Zack smiled.
Blake nuzzled his cheek to Zack's shoulder. "That was so sweet, Master."
"Thanks, pup," he replied before kissing Blake's lips.
"This Master needs a kiss too," Shawn told Frankie, who quickly obliged. It was incredible to see all of my friends so happy and in love. We all had our perfect life partners.
I wiggled in my seat as I gobbled down my chicken fingers. The catering team served them with ranch dipping sauce which made them extra yummy. Everyone else raved about their dinners too. I tried a bite of Daddy's food and it was good, but mine was the best.
We all talked and laughed while we ate. Blake bragged about Zack's recipes and Frankie and Shawn teased and joked with each other. Daddy made sure I got enough to eat, and I kept catching him staring at me with a dreamy smile on his face.
After everyone was finished eating, it was time for one of the things I'd been most excited for - the cake. It was chocolate, five tiers high, and iced with white frosting and red roses. It was almost too pretty to eat. Almost.
I asked Daddy to take lots of pictures of it before we stepped behind the massive dessert and held a knife together. Daddy put his hand on top of mine to make sure I didn't accidentally cut myself.
We cut a thick slice of chocolatey goodness before feeding each other a bite with our fingers. Shawn yelled for me to smash some in Daddy's face, but that didn't seem very nice. Instead, I smeared some frosting on his lips and kissed it away so that it was a treat for both of us.
The catering team finished cutting the cake and served some to everyone. They gave me a second piece and when I batted my eyelashes at Daddy, he said that I could have it because it was our special day. And because I'd burn off some of the sugar when we danced.
And boy, did we dance. Everyone did. The floor was packed with people shimmying to the music. At first, Daddy was nervous because he said he wasn't a very good dancer, but after some more eyelash batting and lots of kisses, he agreed. Our little family danced together without caring what we looked like. All that mattered was that we were together.