"Care for a dance m'lady?" Jack asked, holding out his arm. I smiled and took it, smirking at Zuka once before he came out with Alicia, the dance floor hard on top of the grass. It was made from hardwood, but it was temporary just for the wedding.
"Of course, Jack," I reply as he leads me out to the center of the dance floor, twirling me around with a playful smile on his face. "Just don't kill my feet. My mother claims you stepped on her toes and then dropped her on the floor during a dip!"
He rolled his eyes and glanced at my mother. "Hey, that was one time!"
"It was at our wedding!" she shouted back, crossing her arms across her chest.
I laugh, covering my mouth with a hand. "Jack, sorry, but you're such a clutz!"
"Yes, yes, and Mrs. Ergon over here is perfect," he
