![]() ![]() My legs felt weak as I took the first step. A lopsided smile, full of mischief and playfulness, curved his lips as he bowed at the waist, extending his arm toward me. He stood there, dressed in a black tux cut to fit the hard lines of his body. I tried to breathe, but he had stolen not just my heart, but the very air I needed. ![]() The haunting melody the orchestra played slipped under my skin and sunk into my bones as the dancers parted. That had been the right choice.ĭancers slowed around me, their faces hidden behind dazzling bejeweled masks. This wouldn’t end well-not when we were surrounded by people and he was looking at me like that, but I couldn’t make myself leave. He stopped, lips parting as if the mere sight of me had rendered him incapable of doing anything else. The lights in the ballroom caught each ripple in the fabric so that, with every step, I looked like I was blooming from fire. My hair was down, silky around my shoulders like the petals of an exotic flower. ![]() RED SILK CLUNG TO MY HIPS, TWISTING INTO A TIGHT bodice that accentuated my curves. ![]()
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