*Michael*
We ended up going to a local place with a diverse, fusion-type menu that was also a bar with live music and a sizable dance floor. The atmosphere was casual and relaxed.
“We should dance,” Sissy said to Shelby, placing a hand on her arm the second she had finished eating.
The music was a rhythmic, salsa kind of tune, and the singers were giving it their all. I was really enjoying the place, as well as the company.
Shelby glanced in my direction as if pretending to ask for my approval.
“We’ll watch you two beautiful ladies enjoy yourselves,” I said, and Will nodded enthusiastically.
“Well, if you put it that way,” Shelby said teasingly, placing her napkin on the table and heading out to the dancefloor with Sissy.
Shelby was usually a little more reserved, but I loved seeing her like this. She looked so happy and carefree. And after everything we had gone through with the IVF issue, she needed to let loose.
