pretending to be Baby and Johnny out on the dance floor. I was almost certain it was Katie who had played Dirty Dancing for the kids a time or two. She’d been obsessed with that movie since before we’d even met. When she told me she was marrying Greg, I was actually terrified that she was going to make the entire bridal party learn the movie’s closing routine complete with the deadlift jump. Thank god she’d never approached me with the idea and I definitely wasn’t going to give her the suggestion. I’d seen all of those videos trending on YouTube with the bridal party learning iconic eighties numbers and the last thing I wanted was for my uncoordinated ass to be plastered on the Internet for all eternity. As engrossed as I was watching Greg’s niece and nephew, I didn’t notice anyone approaching me from behind. “Care to dance?” Bentley whispered, placing his arms around my shoulders and pulling me into him. I quickly stepped out of his embrace, not wanting myself to so easily fall into the comfort he was offering me.
