From where Jack stood, he stared at the way she was happily swaying to the beats of the music, her tiny waist moving majestically and her beautiful smile didn’t miss his heart. What kind of person was Anna Brayden? How could he feel this way toward her despite the fact that he was still angry over what she did to him? There were things he knew they still didn’t forget each other for, but then the affection they felt for each other outweighed everything and Jack knew he couldn’t resist whatever it was he was feeling for Anna. He moved into the kitchen, her back was on him so she didn't know that he was there.
He wrapped his hands around her waist and she nearly screamed when he chuckled, “Hey, it’s me. It’s your husband.” He could hear the sound of her smile, how beautiful it sounded.
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