I felt a hand on my lower back and then a breath by my ear a few moments later.

"What was that?"

I turned to Alec who was very close to me.

"You tell me."

Alec frowned. "I don't understand."

I did, it just hit me.

"You flirted with me auntie, right in front of me."

Alec blinked then laughed.

His laughing pissed me off.

"Go fuck yourself!" I growled and turned my back to him.

Where the hell was my drink?

Alec was still laughing when he slid his arms around my waist and leaned his head down to rest his chin on my shoulder.

"I was being polite, I wasn't flirting."

Whatever.

"You kissed her hand and looked at her like your adored her or somethin'."

Alec was silent for a moment then his kissed my cheek. "I adore you, no one else."

I snorted. "Yeah right."

Alec pressed his groin into my behind and I hissed.

I was tender and the bastard knew that.

"I adore you kitten, trust me on that."

I didn't reply, but I did perk up when the bartender suddenly appeared in front of me. I happily took the drink and ordered another one - it was an open bar after all.

"Keela," Alec murmured.

I turned to him and looked up. "Yes."

"Don't get drunk out of spite, if you're annoyed at me let's talk it out."

I laughed. "It's very big headed of you to think I would get drunk just because you annoyed me."

Alec grinned down at me. "You annoyed yourself by thinking I flirted with your aunt when I didn't."

Dickhead.

"I may not be an expert like you when it comes to sex, but I know flirtin' when I see it."

Alec sighed. "We've only been here five minutes and you're already arguing with me."

"Because you're bein' a dickhead."

"I didn't do anything."

"Keep tellin' yourself that buddy."

"Okay fine, I'm sorry for whatever I did to upset you."

I narrowed my eyes. "So you admit you did somethin'?"

"Keela! What do you want from me? I say one thing and you get pissed. I try to fix it and you get even more pissed. You're so damn confusing - you should come with a fucking instruction manual!" Alec bellowed.

I snorted. "At what point in time would you ever read an instruction manual?"

He looked like he wanted to strangle me. He took a deep breath and looked away from me then up to the ceiling.

"God, give me strength."

I turned my head and made a move to walk off but Alec wouldn't let me.

"Where are you going?"

"To congratulate the groom." Alec's eyes narrowed and his face turned to stone.

Why did I say that?

"Keela do not threaten me, it will not work out in your favour. Do you understand me?"

I looked down.

What I said was a dickhead move and I knew it.

"Say you understand or things will get bad between us fast."

Shite.

"I understand."

"Good, I'm not a fucking tool. Don't ever try and make me jealous with another guy because it will only hurt you in the end."

What the fuck did that mean?

"How would it hurt me?"

Alec looked me dead in the end. "Because I don't stick around for bullshit like that to be thrown in my face."

"Got it," I mumbled.

Alec lowered his head to mine and kissed my lips. "Stop this. We had an amazing day today, please don't ruin it by arguing."

I looked up and nodded my head.

He was right.

Alec smiled and kissed my lips once more.

We both turned as my Uncle Brandon came over to us, Everly next to him.

"I told you she was here."

My uncle smiled. "I wasn't sure you would come back down."

I shrugged. "I wasn't goin' to, but Alec convinced me."

"Did he now?"

Things got a little tense then as my uncle and Alec stared at one another.

I didn't like the tension so I snapped, "You both need to cut the bullshit and pretend to be nice to each other. It will make these encounters a lot fuckin' easier."

"Keela!" Everly snapped.

"What?"

"You're a lady, you shouldn't curse," she said in a snotty tone.

I smiled. "You're a prude and you should mind your own business."

Everly glared at me. "I'm not a prude and just because I don't like putting curse words in every sentence doesn't make me one!"

"You are a prude if any curse word bothers you, and do you want to know why? Because they are exactly that, just words. For example, 'fuck' isn't a bad word and the only reason it is considered a bad word is because society has branded it as one. I could call you a flower and mean it in the meanest possible way, and it will have the same effect as a 'bad word' because I am putting an emotion behind it."

"You're stupid."

I shrugged. "You're a cunt."

Alec face palmed himself while my uncle set his jaw.

"Keela Daley," he growled.

"Don't say my name like that, I'm twenty-three years of age. I not a bloody child and I'm not her child, so tell her not to chastise me."

"You two and Micah will be the bleedin' death of me."

I sighed but I didn't apologise.

"Let’s go greet more people, we still have so many to get around to."

Uncle Brandon narrowed his eyes at me. "We will continue this another time."

"Can't wait."

He sighed as Everly led him away.

"Fuckin' bitch, I can't stand her."

Alec didn't say a word as he took my hand then led me to the dance floor. When I realised what he had planned I widened my eyes and tried to pull back.

"I can't dance."

"Everyone can dance," Alec smiled.

I shook my head. "I mean I can't dance with another person. I've never danced with someone else... I'll step on you or somethin'."

Alec turned to me and smiled as he held out his hand.

"Give your first dance to me, kitten."

I looked up at him, hesitant to place my palm in his.

He smiled at me. "I promise I'll be gentle with you."

Oh damn.

How could I refuse that?

"I'm goin' to make a holy show of meself."

Alec laughed. "You won't, I've got you."

A fast song was playing but as soon as we stepped on the dance floor "Rude" by Magic! came on and Alec grinned.

"Reggae. Nice. We can slow grind."

What the fuck did that mean?

"I don't know how to slow grind."

Alec smirked. "It will be my pleasure to show you, Miss Daley."

I couldn't help but snort, he sounded like a Sir I've read about in books.

I moved close to Alec then raised my eyebrows when he turned my back to him and pulled my body back against his. He put his mouth my by ear and said, "Look at that couple."

I looked to the couple he was talking about and widened my eyes at the girl who was grinding her arse into a fella's groin, but did it while dancing in front of him.

"You think I can move like that?"

"I know you can."

He had more faith in me than I did.

"Okay, sure."

Alec laughed and placed his hands on my hips and ever so slightly rolled his pelvis into my behind. I placed my hands on Alec's and copied what the girl in front of me was doing. No one stopped and stared because everyone was doing their own thing on the dance floor and I quickly fell into a comfortable rhythm.