Scars Of A Broken Bond

Swaying gently to the rhythm of the mellow tunes, their dance was more charming than polished.

Tyrone bent down a little, rhythmically whispering the beat into her ear.

His warm breath on her skin made Sabrina instinctively retract her neck.

Doing her best to keep in sync, she unfortunately stepped on his shoe, leaving a clear imprint.

“I didn’t mean to.” Raising her gaze, her eyes reflected her mortification.

Tyrone only responded with a warm smile and a comforting whisper. “No worries at all.”

Sabrina was momentarily taken aback.

cast a glow on the dance floor, accentuating his striking features, making him look like an

subtle smile and captivating eyes ensnared

Caught in

denied, her gaze dropping in embarrassment, nearly tripping over

causing Sabrina’s ears

moments passed, her movements

her, embodying her

held her petite waist

you know how to dance

“Yes.”