Page 83 of The Legend of Lovers Hollow

“Come on.” Morgan tugs my hand. “We better check on the others.”

Nodding in agreement, we head back to the ballroom with Sam in tow. As we head through the bar and approach the ballroom, the doors open in front of us, and we stop dead in the doorway. Party streamers are everywhere. A massive glitter ball has appeared from somewhere, and it’s twirling high up on the ceiling, bathing the whole room in sparkling lights.

The whole room is mellow, that’s the only way to describe it. It’s like they’re all stoned. Several of the guests lounge on chairs and sofas that weren’t in the room earlier. Chris de Burgh’sLady In Redis playing loudly and on the dance floor are Essie and Cedric, slowly shuffling in a circle. Leona is still gliding around by herself. Edwina is draped over Skid like she’s incredibly drunk, and they’re not so much dancing as swaying in place.

I snort loudly at the next couple on the dance floor. It’s John the Maid, and in his arms is Wally, who John’s holding like a sleeping toddler as they move in circles, Wally’s arms and legs dangling loosely. As John turns, I see Wally’s face. He’s smiling in contentment with his eyes closed, one side of his face mashed into John’s huge shoulder.

Morgan digs me in the side and when I turn to look, my mouth falls open. Thad and Warren are making out furiously on a couch.

“What the hell did we miss?” I mutter in shock.

“This has Death’s fingerprints all over it,” Sam says, wandering over to the buffet table and pouring himself a glass of champagne and picking up a sausage roll. “He’s been hanging out with Chan for way too long. Hence the glitter ball.” He points up to the ceiling.

I laugh helplessly and look at Morgan, who shrugs and laughs too. Then he holds out his hand to me.

“Want to dance?”

I take his hand and smile as he spins me around and then glides me smoothly onto the dance floor.

“Well, I guess our lives will never be boring,” he says.

“As long as it’s me and you, Morgan,” I say, looking up into his eyes as we sway to the music, “I can live with that.”

He chuckles and leans in. “Me too.”

Then he kisses me boneless.