wall, where he used to sit when he was a kid
and watch the others.
The minute Samantha walked in he felt her
presence. His eyes found her long before she found him. She was
lovely. Mature cleavage awakened him, in that outfit. She looked so
different, from the women he knew, sophisticated, and yet almost
plain, beautiful, nonetheless.
Trying to get his mind off the new counselor
he went over to his niece, "May I have this dance?"
"Uncle Jake! Of course," Sammie Jo smiled
brightly.
Jake led her across the room as they danced
to the music. It was a slower dance, but not the kind to hug, thank
goodness. Jake wasn't even sure why he had to dance with Sammie Jo,
except it kept him from asking Samantha for a while.
Sammie Jo stumbled once, but Jake acted as
though he didn't notice. He led her all the way and she began to
relax. In fact, now that they were dancing, several others joined
them on the floor.
"This is fun," Sammie Jo smiled. "I've never
slow danced before."
"I'm just glad it isn't one of those fast
ones, I couldn't keep up," Jake laughed.
"You're a great dancer, Uncle Jake. So…do you
like Mrs. Courtland?"
Why oh why did she have to bring her up? He'd
been putting her out of his mind for the past fifteen seconds, why
did Sammie Jo have to reinsert her?
"She's nice."
"Nice? I thought maybe you two would hit it
off. I mean, she is singled and so are you…"
"Well…yeah, she's nice."
"So?"
"So, nothing. Now, here comes that cute
little guy you've been watching all night. I'm going to dump you in
his arms…okay?" Jake turned her lose and whipped her into the boys
direction.
Obviously the boy liked that move, he was
asking her to dance.
Just in time the music changed to something
fast and Sammie Jo backed away from the boy and began to move.
Jake's eyes got big and round. Where had she learned to dance like
that? He wanted to go over and shake her, no…just slow her down a
bit. Thriteen year olds didn't dance like that. Did they? But his
answer came when he glanced around at the other kids and saw them
all moving to the music. In small little crowds so the adults
wouldn't see them.
When the music stopped, Sammie Jo and her new
fella walked over to the punch bowl and talked. Jake watched and
sadly realized again just how much and how fast she was growing up.
He sighed a little loudly.
"You're very lucky to have family like that,"
Samantha said as she joined him.
"Yeah, I guess I am." He reflected, looking
directly at Samantha. "So how about you, do you have any kids?"
"No…"
"I'm sorry."
"No need to be, I am surrounded by them now!"
she gestured about the gym.
"Yeah, I guess you are."
"And no children from the marriage?" he
studied her face.
"Uh…no, no children And you."
"No, I tried it once too, and no, there were
no children."
"It didn't work out?" Samantha eyed him
curiously. "I never knew you married Jake."
"Didn't last long. It was years ago." He
shrugged.
"So I guess since your dad's getting married
it leaves you the bachelor of the family, too." Samantha watched
his face.
His glance caught hers, "Yes, a fact they
remind me of every now and then."
"That probably isn't fun, but I bet you can
handle it."
"You think?" he gazed into her eyes and saw
something there.
"Well, according to half the population, you
are one of the most eligible bachelors around?"
He studied her for a long moment, "Am I?"
"What about Laurie Beth?"
"What about her?"
"What about her? The way you were talking a
while ago, I thought you and her…well, I thought…"
"Yes, exactly what did you think?" He offered
her some punch and she took the glass to have something to do with
her hands.
"I'm sorry. It's really none of my business."
She floundered.
"You're cute when you're flustered," he
suddenly smiled. "Come on, let's dance."
"Oh but…"
"Look," he smiled down into those wide green
eyes, "I sat over there, in that corner almost every dance when I
was a kid. But I'm no kid anymore, I want to dance, and
and watch the others.
The minute Samantha walked in he felt her
presence. His eyes found her long before she found him. She was
lovely. Mature cleavage awakened him, in that outfit. She looked so
different, from the women he knew, sophisticated, and yet almost
plain, beautiful, nonetheless.
Trying to get his mind off the new counselor
he went over to his niece, "May I have this dance?"
"Uncle Jake! Of course," Sammie Jo smiled
brightly.
Jake led her across the room as they danced
to the music. It was a slower dance, but not the kind to hug, thank
goodness. Jake wasn't even sure why he had to dance with Sammie Jo,
except it kept him from asking Samantha for a while.
Sammie Jo stumbled once, but Jake acted as
though he didn't notice. He led her all the way and she began to
relax. In fact, now that they were dancing, several others joined
them on the floor.
"This is fun," Sammie Jo smiled. "I've never
slow danced before."
"I'm just glad it isn't one of those fast
ones, I couldn't keep up," Jake laughed.
"You're a great dancer, Uncle Jake. So…do you
like Mrs. Courtland?"
Why oh why did she have to bring her up? He'd
been putting her out of his mind for the past fifteen seconds, why
did Sammie Jo have to reinsert her?
"She's nice."
"Nice? I thought maybe you two would hit it
off. I mean, she is singled and so are you…"
"Well…yeah, she's nice."
"So?"
"So, nothing. Now, here comes that cute
little guy you've been watching all night. I'm going to dump you in
his arms…okay?" Jake turned her lose and whipped her into the boys
direction.
Obviously the boy liked that move, he was
asking her to dance.
Just in time the music changed to something
fast and Sammie Jo backed away from the boy and began to move.
Jake's eyes got big and round. Where had she learned to dance like
that? He wanted to go over and shake her, no…just slow her down a
bit. Thriteen year olds didn't dance like that. Did they? But his
answer came when he glanced around at the other kids and saw them
all moving to the music. In small little crowds so the adults
wouldn't see them.
When the music stopped, Sammie Jo and her new
fella walked over to the punch bowl and talked. Jake watched and
sadly realized again just how much and how fast she was growing up.
He sighed a little loudly.
"You're very lucky to have family like that,"
Samantha said as she joined him.
"Yeah, I guess I am." He reflected, looking
directly at Samantha. "So how about you, do you have any kids?"
"No…"
"I'm sorry."
"No need to be, I am surrounded by them now!"
she gestured about the gym.
"Yeah, I guess you are."
"And no children from the marriage?" he
studied her face.
"Uh…no, no children And you."
"No, I tried it once too, and no, there were
no children."
"It didn't work out?" Samantha eyed him
curiously. "I never knew you married Jake."
"Didn't last long. It was years ago." He
shrugged.
"So I guess since your dad's getting married
it leaves you the bachelor of the family, too." Samantha watched
his face.
His glance caught hers, "Yes, a fact they
remind me of every now and then."
"That probably isn't fun, but I bet you can
handle it."
"You think?" he gazed into her eyes and saw
something there.
"Well, according to half the population, you
are one of the most eligible bachelors around?"
He studied her for a long moment, "Am I?"
"What about Laurie Beth?"
"What about her?"
"What about her? The way you were talking a
while ago, I thought you and her…well, I thought…"
"Yes, exactly what did you think?" He offered
her some punch and she took the glass to have something to do with
her hands.
"I'm sorry. It's really none of my business."
She floundered.
"You're cute when you're flustered," he
suddenly smiled. "Come on, let's dance."
"Oh but…"
"Look," he smiled down into those wide green
eyes, "I sat over there, in that corner almost every dance when I
was a kid. But I'm no kid anymore, I want to dance, and
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