Chapter Fifty-eight

"Oooh!" My eyes almost popped out along with my exclamation. "Attaboy! This is it."

His brightened up in a wide smile. "It feels like it too."

I held an imaginary ball gown and spun loosely.

Samson chuckled, taken by surprise at my unforeseen dance. "What are you doing? You suck so much at dancing."

I giggled because I did suck. The excitement bubbling through me was so much I felt I was going to burst if I didn't let it out. Without thinking, I jumped on Samson. He caught me and wrapping my legs around his waist, I swung my arms in the air. "Woohoo!"

My weight was so sudden on Samson, he almost fell backward. He stumbled a bit too, but when he regained his balance he started laughing. I laughed with him. At that moment, everything was good. We were happy and nothing else mattered.