Breathe (Sea Breeze #1)(66)

“Oh, well I’m not going to the dance, so that isn’t a big deal.”

Amanda frowned at me. “Why not?”

Well, because I didn’t want to dance without Jax. I shrugged my shoulders instead of telling her the truth.

She leaned over and whispered in my ear, “If you want a date, all you have to do is crook your finger and every guy will come running.”

I shook my head. “No, that’s not it. I just don’t want to go.”

She sighed. “So you’re going to leave me alone. I thought you said that Jax wanted you to take advantage of all high school experiences.”

I nodded reluctantly.

“Well, big news flash, the Homecoming dance is one of the biggest experiences of the year.”

I sighed. She was right. He had said dances. I could come and go quickly. “Okay, I’ll show up.”

Amanda beamed. “Perfect! You want a date?”

I shook my head. “No, I’m going alone.”

She sighed and shrugged. “Whatever, I’m just glad you’re going.”

* * * *

We won the homecoming football game, so the dance was a wild celebration. The cheerleaders actually wore their cheerleading outfits to the dance, and the football player’s wore their uniforms without the pads. They were dirty and sweaty, and I wondered how Amanda was going to dance close to Jeff with him smelling like that. I wrinkled my nose at the thought.

The D.J. played music the minute everyone walked in the door, and I had already started watching the clock so I could make my escape. Amanda had tried to get me to go shopping with her for a new dress, but I assured her I had one I could wear. She had drooled all over herself when she saw the blue dress Jax had given me. I’d let her play with my hair, since she enjoyed it so much, but in the end, I had just worn it

down and loose. It was easier this way.

“Sadie, will you dance with me?”

I turned to see Dameon, and he was, of course, in his sweaty uniform. I didn’t want to dance with anyone but Jax. Dameon could have been nice and clean, and I still wouldn’t have wanted to dance with him.

I started to shake my head when Mary Ann walked up and slipped her arm inside his. “Well, hello, Sadie. All alone tonight?”

I smiled at her because, really, she was just a very insecure silly girl. “Yes, I am,” I assured her.

She looked at Dameon like she had won some sort of prize. “Once again you seem deserted by your famous friend,” she purred and pulled on Dameon’s arm.

“Let’s go dance.”

He stared at me as if he wanted to argue, but I turned away to let him know I wasn’t interested. Mary Ann tugged one more time, and the couple walked off. I let out a sigh of relief. Amanda waved at me from the dance floor, and I smiled and waved back.

The clock said I had been there twenty minutes. I had promised Jax I would stay thirty at least. I had ten minutes to go. I turned to go get a drink, and I stopped short when I heard the song coming over the speakers. It was my song. I watched the couples on the dance floor slow their pace and hold each other closer. Hearing his voice made me feel less alone.

“Excuse me, but can I have this dance?”

My heart faltered. I swallowed and prayed I wasn’t imagining this. I turned around, and Jax stood grinning at me with his hand held out.

“Jax,” I said breathlessly, and then I threw myself into his arms. He chuckled in my ear and pulled me closer. “What are you doing here? How? You have a concert in Detroit tomorrow night!”

He grinned and leaned down to kiss my lips softly. “I couldn’t let you come to a dance without me.”

I laid my head against his chest, and breathed him in. “Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?”

He held me tighter. “Because I wanted to surprise you.”

I smiled. I liked these kinds of surprises.

“And I wasn’t completely sure I was going to be able to get away. When I talked to you on the phone this morning, you sounded so sad I decided nothing else mattered. I made a way. You come first, always.”

I kissed his chest, and then gazed into his intense eyes. “I have become so selfish. All I care about is that you’re here.”

He laughed, took my hand, and kissed it. “That’s okay. You can be selfish with me all you want. I’m yours.”

I sighed and listened to his heartbeat.

He leaned down to my ear. “Come down to the beach with me.”

I nodded, and he took my hand. We walked in silence out of the school parking lot and down the hill that led to the beach.

“I want to hold you a little while longer, away from the audience we had in there.”

He stopped and sat down just as gracefully as he had the first time we sat on the beach together. I sat down, and he frowned. He pointed to the sand right beside him.

“Come here,” he said, grinning wickedly.

I laughed and scooted as close as I could get.

He lay back then, with one hand behind his head and the other out beside him. “Now, lay right here,” he said, nodding toward his outstretched arm.

I lay back on his arm. He pulled me closer, and then he began playing with my hair.

“This is so much harder than I imagined,” he murmured into the darkness.

I sighed. “Being apart from your ‘air’ is never easy.”