Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 82165 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82165 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
The dance was being held at the corner of Main Street and Maple Avenue and even had a live DJ. It looked like the whole town was there, with everyone from babies to people on the makeshift dance floor with walkers.
“How long has the city been doing this?” I asked as Kian handed me a beer.
“Gosh, for as long as I can remember. And they were doing it when my parents were young as well.”
I smiled and took a drink from my beer. “What a fun tradition to have growing up.”
“There is a fall dance as well. And once summer starts, even more events. Even tomorrow, something is going on.”
“Oh! The Woof and Wander! I saw that.”
Kian smiled and tipped back his beer to drink it. My eyes instantly went to his lips wrapped around the bottle. My stomach pulled with need, and I forced myself to look away.
“You told me about some of the events earlier, but what are the popular ones you remember?”
He looked up in thought. “Next month is the Founders’ Day festival. I think I already told you about that.”
“Opal had a meeting about that the other day. She said the bakery will be packed, and we’re already prepping things.”
“A ton of tourists come in for it, and most of the stores on Main make a pretty hefty profit from Founders’ Day. Also starting next month is the Main Street block party. Vendors from all over come and set up tents all down Main Street. It’s another huge tourist attraction. The farmers’ market will start up next month as well.”
“I can’t wait for that. There is nothing better than buying fruit and veggies from local farms.”
Kian nodded. “I agree.”
“I’m also looking forward to the Moose Jam Fest on The Green you mentioned.”
“That’s always a fun time. I think one of the kids from Moose Village who started playing during the Moose Jam Fest was discovered by a record producer who just happened to be in town. He heard him and signed him a month later.”
“Wow! That’s amazing.”
He took another drink of his beer, and I swallowed the sudden lump in my throat.
Kian had found us a small table right on the edge of the tent that was erected over the area where everyone was dancing.
He set his drink down and looked at me. “Want to dance?”
I glanced out over the dance floor and then around the area. There were so many people that no one would even give me a second glance. Focusing back on Kian, I nodded. “Yes! Let’s dance.”
He stood, reached for my hand, and guided us toward the dancing crowd. A country song was playing.
“Do you know how to two-step?”
His question surprised me, and I answered with my own: “Do you know how to two-step?”
He laughed. “I learned a few years ago when I was dating a girl from Texas. She loved hitting up a country and western bar in New York City.”
“Did you date her for long?” I asked as we got into position and Kian put his hands on my body, ready to spin me around the concrete dance floor.
He shook his head. “My job seemed to always be in the way. We only dated for a few months. So, do you know how?”
I nodded. “I do, as a matter of fact.”
“Great!” he said, his brown eyes lighting up as they caught the lights hanging from the tent’s ceiling.
He drew me in closer, and we set off. I had to admit, it wasn’t exactly easy dancing on the street, but we did pretty well. A few people looked our way, and at first, I felt my entire body heat. But once we started and got our rhythm down, I found myself relaxing.
Kian was so easy to be with. He didn’t expect anything from me or demand that I do things his way. It was refreshing to be with someone like him. The song ended, and a slow song began. Kian drew me closer to his body and placed our intertwined hands between us, right against our chests. I resisted the urge to bury my face in his chest. I could smell his cologne, and it almost made me feel dizzy. When I looked up, he looked down at me, and I was struck again by how handsome he was. His brown hair was cut short on the sides and in the back but was a bit longer on top. He looked like he could be in the military. And don’t even get me started on those golden-brown eyes of his. They seemed to pierce right into my soul.
“Has anyone ever told you you’re beautiful, Cadie?”
My entire body felt like it caught fire, and I had to fight the urge to look away. “Has anyone ever told you that you’re beautiful?”
Kian tossed his head back and laughed. He shook his head. “Handsome, but not beautiful.”