Chapter 44 The Dance
- Kayla
- Nicholas’s hand slid to the small of my back as he guided me onto the dance floor. The warmth of his palm against the fabric of my dress sent an unwanted shiver down my spine, and my traitorous heart fluttered in my chest as he pulled me a little closer.
- I was supposed to be mad at him. How did he always have this ability to get under my skin, pissing me off one moment and then making me swoon the next?