Free A Changed Life by Mary Wasowski Page A

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    Simon: Sorry baby, running late, be there soon.
    We had a dance floor set up in the back yard, and Jameson pulled me out onto it. We were all dancing and having a great time when strong arms pulled me to the side. Yes! Finally, Simon was here. I turn around and step back with the sight of Michael holding me. His eyes were traveling up and down my body as if he was visualizing me naked. “What the hell? Get your hands off of me!”
    “What, Nicolette? Can’t a friend dance with another friend?”
    “Not like that and you know it. I have a boyfriend and one that won’t be too happy to see you have your hands on me.”
    “Relax, I see no boyfriend here, so let’s dance.” Sam comes up pulling me aside.
    “Hey Michael, she said no, so back off. We don’t want any trouble tonight.”
    “Of course not Sam, we wouldn’t want to upset Simon now, would we?”
    I instantly felt chills run down my arm, as I turned to see Simon walking toward us. Oh please, no fights tonight, and not here at my parent’s party.
    “Hey baby, sorry I’m late. Reaching for my hand, I am slowly pulled into Simon, as he never takes his eyes off of Michael. Simon was clearly sending Michael a warning to back off. Without turning back toward Michael, I allowed Simon to lead me away.
    “Before you say anything…” Simon’s kisses were silencing me, and I was relieved that he wasn’t angry, at least at me.
    With another kiss, Simon whispered, “Hi” in my ear, sending electric pulses down my neck.
    “Back there with Michael, I thought it was you, and then I turned around and I saw it was Michael.”
    “Hey now, I’m not upset. Nicolette, I’m not going to let him spoil our night. Oh really? This is new. Normally Simon would want to beat him down by now. Let me get a good look at you. I stepped back and did a twirl. Simon was smiling from cheek to cheek. “You look beautiful Nicolette.”
    “Thank you, Simon. You don’t look too bad either.” Simon grabs the edges of his jacket, opening and closing it as he twirls and strikes his best modelesque pose. I giggle at his silliness. I drink in his amazing abs pushing through his body clinging shirt he is wearing under his jacket. Running my tongue over my bottom lip, wishing I could touch him right now. He is unbelievably sexy and I just want to trail kisses up and down his perfectly defined abs. As if he could read my mind, Simon cups my face into his hands and kisses me senseless. I swirl my tongue around in his mouth not wanting to break our connection. We both let out a breath, and Simon takes my hand. He leads me back into the house, and I say hello to his parents who were now with mine. Watching Simon carefully, he looked like he was scanning the room, maybe for Michael?
    We joined our friends who were waiting for us to return. Alexis greeted me with a hug. “This is so cool Nicolette, I’m having such a good time. After the party, do you want to join us at this new club Jameson knows about?”
    “Sounds great, but you all go and have a great time, I’ll pass.”
    “Come on Nicolette,” live a little. Bailey chimed in.
    “Girls, have you looked at my boyfriend lately? Believe me, I have everything I need, so go and dance your asses off.” They both were jumping up and down and Jameson picked Bailey up into a hug.
    The girls and Jameson stayed for another hour and then had left to go check out the new club. “Hey Sam, no clubbing for you tonight?” Simon smiled and wrapped his arms around my waist.
    “I don’t dance, Nicolette, that’s Jameson’s area of expertise.”
    “Well don’t worry Sam, I can’t dance like Alexis and Bailey, they have me beat. Simon, will you excuse me for a minute? I’m going to use the restroom and check my make-up.”
    “You look beautiful, Nicolette. You don’t have to fix anything, but hurry back, okay?”
    “I will.” Kissing Simon on his lips, he playfully swats my behind.
    “You are driving me wild, Nicolette. Go on and