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After the Twin Pines banquet workers cleared the dinner plates, the head table was disasse dance andparty were relocated Which would’ve been fine with her, if she and Jack hadn’t ended up on opposite sides of the dance floor
A hard bump connected with her hip as AJ McKay—her best friend, matron of honor and sister-in-law—sidled up beside her “Why the frowny face, Mrs Donohue?”
She plastered on a fake grin “Better?”
“No, that’s actually worse What’s up? You seem jumpy”
Would she sound like a horny ho-bag if she ad her husband? Wait Could she even be a ho-bag if she was obsessed about having nonstop, shake-the-barn-rafters sex with the ed the rest of her life to?
“Granted, we’re all anxious It’s been a crazy couple of weeks,” AJ said, breaking Keely’s thoughts
“Four different fa your bridal shower The bachelorette party I think Raover”
Everyone had been shocked at how tame former wild child Keely McKay’s bachelorette party had played out last weekend Not a lot of takers for a tequila shooting contest besides her cousin Ramona when the majority of Keely’s sisters-in-law and female fa to her fore relief
Screeching feedback from the microphone distorted the air
“Sorry about that,” JC Blackwell said froe “The band is set up and we’re ready to kick off the weddin’ dance So can I get Carson and Keely up here? We’ll start out with the father-daughter dance
Hey, you know, in all the years I’ve been doin’ this, that’s the first ti”
Laughter rang out as Keely met her father in the center of the dance floor
He squinted at her
“What?”
“You’ve got a funny look on your face, girlie Aw hell, you ain’t gonna cry again, are you?”
“Maybe” She playfully tugged on the silky silver handkerchief poking out of the front pocket of his suit “At least you’re prepared if I do begin to bawl”
He muttered, “Don’t knohy I have to wear this fancy-ass piece of crap It’s worthless”
Keely laughed
The band started a cover of Kenny Chesney’s “There Goes My Life” and her dad twirled her around and around the dance floor like he had when she was five years old She looked at him suspiciously
“What?”
“Have you been drinkin’?”
“Yep Ain’t every day a hter”
Da so hard not to cry “Daddy—”
“We dancin’?” he asked gruffly “Or talkin’?”
“Dancing Definitely” And she let him twirl her all he wanted
When the dance ended and he hugged her in such a public display of affection, she knew he’d been hitting the bottle When he released her and ht her fathera speech In front of over two hundred people
He held her hand and cleared his throat “The McKay Ranch had been in existence for over a hundred years when this little gal made an appearance My brothers and me never considered what havoc this little spitfire would cause in all our lives and our future”