If Only

Fifty Four

"You look breathtaking, Charlotte. I did not look like you after having any of my children," she laughed slightly. Now you two must go!"

Leonardo embraced me and removed Care from my arms. "You look beautiful, Charlie. Now scram; it's our time to spend with our granddaughter," he said, staring at our little girl.

I was in denial. "Are you sure it's okay?"

"Charlotte, leave now." Celine's voice was stern, but she was right. Nate took my hand, dragging me out of the house to the long black limo waiting outside.

"My heart hurts leaving her."

"We are not leaving her; Mommy and Daddy are just going out." He kissed my cheek and ran his hand down my thigh as we fastened our seatbelts. "There will be no tangos."

"Not even just once amore, you know I'm a fabulous tango partner. It's the most sexy dance of them all." his nose grazed my cheek as he spoke, squeezing my thigh.

"If you keep teasing me you are most definitely not getting a tango no matter what."

"You just look so tempting Tesoro I can't help it, I can't keep my hands and eyes off you. I'm so lucky to even be with you, I want people to know you are mine" his fingers reached my core and he moved my thong aside stroking my clit.

"Stop teasing me and be patient," I groaned. "Patience is a virtue. Has anyone ever told you that, honey?" I placed a chaste kiss on his lip, removing his hand and fixing my dress. "Tonight," I smirked. "Tonight will be worth the wait." He stared at me for a few moments before breaking the silence.

"Your eyes look so beautiful, your lips are so plump and soft, I can't wait to see them moaning out my name, over and over." I placed my hand over his mouth.

"Patience is a virtue," I repeated, and soon the car stopped before we could do any more possible damage.

The flashes of lights signaled the carpet ahead, and Nate stepped out, taking my hand in his as people called for us.

"Nate, Charlotte how's the baby!"

"Charlotte who are you wearing?"

"Is this marriage real love or arranged!?"

Once we stepped inside, we went to our table, taking a seat with the people around us, some fluzys followed by Lauren and Will. "How did he drag you to this?" She questioned, "And you look hot? How did you possibly leave your baby at home I know your dying right now."

"I look hot? I think you're blind because the hottest one here has to be you, Lauren. I mean, look at yourself. I think red may just be your color," she blushed softly. "I needed to leave the house; I've been camped at home for so long," she nodded.

I felt his shoulder tap mine as he stood, offering me his hand. "Oh, don't say something cheesy in hopes of improving your chance for a dance."

"Fine I'll skip right to it, dance with me Tesoro."

"Are you asking or demanding?" I quizzed.

"Can you please dance with me, Tesoro?" He asked, taking his hand as his smile won him over.

He pulled me to the floor. "No tango," I warned, and he nodded, intertwining our hands as a slow song played. A glass of champagne was handed to me, which I gladly accepted. "I'll regret this later," I mused as he chuckled.