Is this destiny?

After people finished up with dinner (and cake), the staff of the hotel swiftly cleaned up the tables and the guests were able to help themselves with an array of snacks, desserts, and beverages which are arranged buffet-style on three stations in the event hall. Of course, the bar is open, and all three bartenders are busy creating their concoctions for the guests.

The band was back on the stage and the lively music invited guests to the dance area.

After thanking Steve and Bridgette for their speech and help with everything, Sarah and Aiden went to the dancefloor to do their thing.

Finally, all the must-do steps in the schedule are completed and what is left for the rest of the night is dancing, snacking, drinking, and enjoying time with friends and family.

People who saw Sarah and Aiden dance before approached the dancing area to enjoy the show, while minority who never feasted their eyes on their mastery in dancing was surprised by the sight in front of them.

JoAnna and Sophia went to the upper terrace to watch the show below them while enjoying the snacks. The two of them want to dance, but the music is too lively. Later in the evening, softer tunes will be played and then our two pregnant Hill sisters will go and enjoy dancing with their husbands.

"Oh, my…", Lucija sighed while leaning into Petar's embrace. Her eyes are not leaving Sarah and Aiden. "The more I look at them the more I see how I misunderstood them."

"Meaning?", Petar asked.

"Last year when Sarah brought Aiden… I thought that they are a good match because of the…", she paused and said in whisper only for Petar to hear: "Sigma and Omega thing." Lucija continued in a normal tone: "But now, I see that they are super-compatible. This is our second time that we all stayed in their Chateau and I was observing them. In everything they do, the two of them are either equally matched or they complement each other. I was most impressed when I saw them riding horses last time… no, the most impressive is when we discuss latest algorithms and coding patterns and the two of them continue on each other's sentences."

Petar chuckled. "Are you their fangirl?"

Lucija didn't deny it. "If there is any couple worth of having fans, that is the two of them. Look at them dancing. Are they practicing daily, or are they just so much in-sync?" Lucija eyed Petar. "Do guys' hips move like that normally?"

Petar understood that Lucija is talking about Aiden's hips while he is dancing. He sighed. "No one can deny that Aiden is… flexible."

Lucija giggled. "It is more about moving with the beat and being in tune with your partner."

Lucija laced her fingers with Petar's and tugged his hand. "Let's dance. Show me what you've got."

Petar sighed and his eyes darted toward Sarah and Aiden. "I am afraid that we can't match those two."

"Practice makes perfect.", Lucija grinned. "And I am willing to practice with you."

Petar's lips stretched into a smile. He likes what Lucija said. He likes it very much. And he is willing to practice with her as well.

Ron and Zula are also dancing. They never miss a chance to show their teamwork on the dancefloor. Ron is an amazing dancer, and Zula only needs to relax and follow his lead.

Ron finds that Zula's smile is more dazzling than any light available in the universe. The fact that she is understanding about his issues and the need to take it slow in their relationship makes his heart swell from the love he feels toward the girl who is effortlessly twirling under his guidance.

It's not that he does not want to go further than kissing, he is now eighteen years old teenager, and Zula is sixteen. Both are crazy in love and more than willing. But every time there is an opportunity, Ron freezes as the images of his stepmother flash in front of his eyes and a feeling of disgust overwhelms him. He is ashamed every time that happens, but Zula hugs him and says that it's OK, and that she is there for him. And she is not only talking, because she IS there for him, calming down the demons from his past which have a shape of a lecherous middle-aged woman. Ron also appreciates that Zula is not talking about this with anyone because he finds it to be... embarrassing. 

Masika and Imani are observing dancers from the side.

"May I have this dance?"

Both Masika and Imani turned toward the voice which came from behind them. It is Jamari, and his sight is fixed on Imani.

"You know how to dance?", Imani asked.

"I practiced.", Jamari said and slowly extended his hand toward Imani. He wanted to say something cool, but Imani knows him as a non-dancer, so he can't go and talk recklessly. She will see through him right away.

Imani looked at Jamari's hand for a second before she placed her palm into his.

The moment their hands connected, Jamari's face exploded in a bright smile.

"Allow me, my lady…" He gestured with his free hand toward the dancing area.

Imani gave Masika a knowing look and Masika dissolved into giggles.

Jamari frowned for a second, but quickly adjusted his mood. Masika can laugh as much as she wants. He scored a dance with Imani! It might be a small step for someone else, but it is a HUGE step for Jamari on his journey to win Imani's heart!

With any luck, Jamari will get his second and third dance with Imani as well. He nagged Ron many times to teach him how to move with different styles of music. There is no way he will allow all that effort go to waste.

Emma and Charlie are also dancing while stealing glances at the couple a bit further down the dancefloor: Jarred and Mrs. Ronin.

Emma knows that she is silly for spying on her mother (not so secretly), but she can't help herself. Her mom flirting with Jarred during dinner and now dancing is too unbelievable. If she is not seeing it with her own eyes and someone told her about this, she would call that person a liar.

Charlie made Emma twirl and she almost lost her balance.

"What are you doing?", Emma hissed at Charlie, irritated that he interrupted her spying.

Charlie sighed. "We are not married yet and you are unable to focus on me. What will you do five years from now? Or ten? Will I even exist in your eyes?"

"What are you talking about? It's not like I am looking at another man."

"I don't care where you are looking. You are not looking at not me, so I am upset. And look at me, all dressed up…"

Emma rolled her eyes at Charlie's silly behavior and hugged him. "Aren't you curious?"

"Not really. What is the worst thing that can happen? They break up or get married?"

"Wow…", Emma exhaled. "Break up? Get married?"

"Let's make a bet.", Charlie suggested. "By Christmas, your mom will be my mother-in-law and my Aunt."

Emma was shocked. "A bet? By Christmas?"

Charlie nodded in confirmation. "Six and a half months. Thinking about that, I should treat her better and make sure that she likes me. After all, we will be double-related. I will buy her a gift. What does she like? Maybe an apartment downtown Los Angeles? Or a boat? Is your mom into boating? Or a car? Is she into fashion? I can arrange for her to get membership to some fashion labels, it includes early access to collections and discounts…"

Emma stared at Charlie as he continued talking about options and asking questions without giving her a chance to respond.

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