Chapter 43

• Lana
• Dominic’s fingers close around mine, tight enough to sting, and he pulls me straight onto the dance floor. The move is sudden, rough. For a split second, I forget I’m meant to be the sweet, devoted girlfriend. The role slips. Then he gives a sharp tug and drags me into his body, and it snaps back into place.
• I collide with him. My hand comes free, and both palms land flat against the smooth silk of his suit. It’s warm beneath my touch. Solid.