Chapter 115. There Was a Promise in His Eyes

Catherine’s POV

Colt took my hand and kissed it, and then slowly made some distance between us.

Sam’s arms snaked around my waist, and he pulled me out of the chair and onto my feet. He held me in place in a standing position while Grey moved the wheelchair out of the way.

“Have fun,” Sam mused in my ear, and I kissed his marking spot.

Colt came closer, taking both of my hands.

“Now, Ms. Jones, let’s go and enjoy ourselves and dance,” Colt chirped.

I was pondering how he would manage that. Were we only going to sway from side to side while he held me to him?

Colt pulled me to his hard sculpture chest, his one arm snaking supportively around my waist while his hand moved tenderly down my face.

“Do you trust me?” He asked, his eyes full of love.

I slowly nodded my head.

Sam carefully lifted my foot and removed one of my shoes, then placed my bare foot on top of Colt’s shoes.

My gaze snapped at Colt’s out of surpr