son-in-law.”
They
all toasted amongst cheers and whistles.
Then,
putting his hand on Nate’s dad’s shoulder, giving it a little shake, he
continued, “And as a special little gift, Steven and I called in a few favors and
hired a band. They’re here, and setting up in the bar as we speak.”
Linnie,
Jules, and Nate’s mom, all clapped excitedly, while the guys sat in stunned
silence.
Then
Steven spoke up, “Now boys, don’t be so disappointed. We put the word out that
the Albrecht boys needed dance partners. So don’t worry, you won’t be sitting
around twiddling your thumbs.”
They
all groaned.
“Great!
Thanks!” Nik answered sarcastically, tipping his bottle of beer in mock
appreciation, while Karl and Steven smacked each other on the back, proud of
their endeavors.
“Twiddling
thumbs would be more fun,” Kris bellyached under his breath. “If I have to
dance, then something better be getting twiddled tonight.”
“Here,
here,” Nik added, putting up his beer bottle.
“How
do we dance again?”
“Who
the hell knows? Back in fifth grade, Dillon Johannek said all you had to do was
get out there, move your feet, and shake your tambourine.”
“Dillon
was a geek.”
They
all busted out laughing.
Jake
put his hand up for the waiter, “Four shots of Jack, please.” The waiter
skittered away.
“Now
you’re talking,” Kris said.
Soon
they all held up their shot glasses, and Jake made the toast, “For fortitude.”
“Here,
here,” they all said, with a cheer and a slam.
Soon
the band was warming up and about to begin. Jake had no choice in the matter,
he was going to have to dance all night. Scouting out the room, he could see
Jules was already gaining the attention of several male patrons. He couldn’t
take any chances with her. Getting his brothers attention, he nonchalantly
nodded across the room to the bar area. Nik and Kris glanced that direction,
then to Jules. They nodded their heads in understanding.
Looking
to Jules, Jake noticed she was practically levitating off her chair she was so
excited, and knowing her history, this would no doubt be a first for her. She’d
probably die if one of those guys asked her to dance, but she wouldn’t know how
to say no with enough conviction that they’d leave her alone.
The
band started, and Jake prayed things would hold out till there were more people
on the dance floor. Just then, his dad stood and held out his hand for Jules.
Springing out of her chair, she jumped at the chance. Jake and his brothers
slowly turned and looked at one another in quiet disbelief, then busted out laughing.
He never thought he’d have to compete with the old man! Go figure.
Jake
sat there watching as his dad waltzed Jules across the floor, then glided and
twirled her about. The band was playing songs by the decade, and they were
definitely in the Lawrence Welk era, so he should probably thank his dad for
picking up the slack. It hadn’t hurt that she’d had a couple glasses of wine,
but it was obvious she knew how to dance when the two of them started doing
those moves you only see on TV…the jitterbug maybe, or was it the lindy? Wait
the charleston? Whatever. Hell, they were doing some kind of swing thing. She’d
probably learned how dance from her grandma.
Kris
and Nik had managed to be pulled onto the floor, and when the music turned to
the seventies, his dad put Jules’s hand in Kris’s and the two danced freestyle.
Jake smiled as he watched her wiggle around the dance floor. Flitting this way,
then that, her little butt shook as her shoulders shimmied. She was laughing
and having the time of her life. Several songs later, Nik took her for a spin
around the floor, and Jake got up. They had safely made it into the eighties,
and he was tired of everyone else having her attention but him.
Cutting
in, he stepped up, and she gifted him with a lovely smile and a bow of her
head. Then she started dancing circles around him, literally, and he