Billionaire's Sons - Nick - Chapter Sixteen

The great thing about being in a wedding party was that a guy didn’t have to worry about asking a girl to dance. It was expected.
After the bride and groom had their obligatory first dance, Nick led Adele onto the floor and confidently pulled her into his arms. She didn’t resist.
This was the first time Nick had ever held her that firmly. While in their youth, they held hands and kissed a few times, but never with any passion. Theirs had been an innocent young love affair complete with constant chaperones and strict warnings about right and wrong.
Nick had never been the kind of man to covet a woman’s body or be motivated by physical attraction, but the magnetic force holding Adele’s body close to his was powerful.
The people and tables and elegance around them faded into a distant space beyond his mind. The music was the pulsing beat of his heart.
Adele’s strawberry blonde hair fell in wisps from the clips and flowers that had hours ago failed to hold it in place. Her crystal blue eyes held his as if he were the only person in the room. The only person in the world.
He released his hands from her waist and reached to caress her face, allowing one hand to follow the line of her jaw, the other to brush his thumb across her lips, which she parted with a sigh of invitation.
Nick raised Adele’s chin gently and lowered his face to hers. She lifted onto her toes to meet him halfway, closing the distance and sealing the kiss he’d longed for since the day he’d chanced to meet her in the hospital emergency room a few months before.
How lucky that his brothers had dragged him to go skydiving.
How unfortunate that Liam and Rachel stumbled onto the dancefloor, waking Nick and Adele from their trance.
The couples on the dancefloor stopped and took a step back as Liam pulled Rachel close, dancing provocatively. His bowtie was hanging around his neck and his shirt was untucked. Rachel’s dress was askew, and her hair had been completely pulled from the clips that had once held it in place.
Within thirty seconds of them entering the dancefloor, Nick had Liam by one arm and Sam held the other in an attempt to escort him from the room.
“Let go of me,” Liam slurred, trying to twist his way out of his brothers’ captivity. “I was dancing with my date.”
“I think you’ve had enough for one night,” Nick growled.
“Come on, man,” Sam said. “This is not cool. You need to sober up.”
“I am plenty sober,” Liam said, finally breaking free. “I am going to dance with my Rachel.”
Suddenly Levi stood in his way and demanded that Liam leave immediately and stop disrupting his brother’s wedding reception. Liam could fight with his brothers, but he would not directly disobey his father, at least not to his face.
Nick and Sam took the advantage of the distraction to escort their oldest brother from the grand hall. Liam cursed and argued and stumbled all the way up the elevator to his suite, insisting he was fine. It took them hours to get him calmed, and he finally passed out.
By the time Nick made his way back down to the grand hall, the reception had ended and only an empty dancefloor remained of the magic he’d shared with Adele.

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