Waiting for Nick
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They’d come in giggling sometime past dawn, high on celebratory champagne, success and healthy lust.
“It was wonderful.”
He grinned. “Thanks.”
With a laugh, she swatted him with the newspaper and watched her wedding ring glint in the sunlight that streamed through the window. It still gave her a wonderful jolt to see it on her finger. “Not that—but that wasn’t bad, either. The night,” she said, closing her eyes to bring it all back. “The crowds, the people, the lights and music. The applause. God, I loved the applause. Remember how people stood up and cheered at the end of ‘I’m Leaving You First’?”
He folded his arms behind his head and continued to grin. She looked so cute, so pretty, sitting there in one of his T-shirts, her hair curling everywhere, her eyes glowing.
She looked so…his.
“Did they? I didn’t notice.”
“Sure. That’s why you broke all the fingers in my hand squeezing it.”
“I was just trying to keep you from leaping on stage and taking a bow.”
“I felt like it,” Freddie admitted. “I wanted to jump up and dance. They loved it, Nick. They loved what we made together.”
“So did I. I loved sitting front-row center and hearing what we created over the bar on my old piano. And remembering what happened to us while we wrote the words and music.”
She laid a hand over his, linked fingers. “It was the most exciting time of my life. And last night just made it all the more special. Everyone looked so wonderful. All the family. It was almost like our wedding day, with everyone dressed up and beaming. And you were almost as nervous.”
“You were every bit as beautiful.” Nick watched her color come up, her smile spread. She wasn’t used to him remembering to tell her, he knew, or being able to say it so easily. “Mrs. LeBeck.” He sat up to comb his fingers through her hair, to meet her mouth with his. “I love you.”
“Nick.” She pressed her cheek to his and held tight. “It’s all so perfect. I knew it would be if I waited long enough. And somehow I know it’s only going to get better. We’re a team.”
“And we’re a hit. LeBeck and Kimball. Broadway’s new darlings.”
She chuckled, then nuzzled his neck. “You read it this time.”
His hands had already slipped under the T-shirt. “Now?”
“After,” she murmured, then with a laugh, rolled over the rave reviews with him.
Passionate, proud and hopelessly romantic, the Stanislaskis are a family you won’t soon forget!
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Waiting for Nick
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