“Oh, I promised someone a first slow dance.” Leila turns me, shoving me into Jake, hard. He automatically reacts and catches me, again, keeping me upright as I collide with his chest, righting me once more. He lets me go as though I’ve burned him, shifting apart and upping the awkward tension between us. “Keep her warm for me until I come back, Jacob!” She grins cheekily and takes off at speed.
“That girl …” he utters tightly, avoiding my face.
“You’ve got to love her though.” I shrug, biting my lip. The nervousness is overwhelming me, unable to look at his face and the music is moving into full swing as couples move around us, joining together to sway. I fidget with my hair awkwardly and shuffle my feet, looking around for a quick exit. This is beyond unbearable and incredibly intense. I catch him glaring at my fingers mid-twirl and release the strand nervously. He can still close me down with a look.
“Want to dance with me, Anderson?” His low tone halts me as my stomach flips and hesitation jumps in. I don’t know if I can bare this. “I don’t bite …” He smiles, and I catch the flicker of amusement in his eye, remembering the last time he’d said it to me, so long ago.
No, he didn’t bite, he just devastated hearts.
He doesn’t give me a moment to answer or think, just reaches out for my wrist, and pulls me into him so my body softly collides with his, and I reach up with flat palm to his chest. He maneuvers me perfectly in his arms and sways me in time to the music, his face above me and turned away, so there’s no confusion as to what this is. I tense, his touch is all I’ve craved for, for days, all I’ve thought about, but not like this. He’s forced into this, standing in the middle of a ballroom floor surrounded by important people trying to pretend we are how we used to be. He doesn’t want to cause a scene. He doesn’t want to be here with me and I waiver as a swell of emotion overtakes me causing my eyes to well up.
I can’t do this. I can’t pretend like everything is okay and we can just put the past behind us. I can’t put the past behind me, I can’t pretend that I don’t still feel the same way about him. It’s agony.
“I can’t do this …” I whisper, emotion breaking in my voice and I pull myself free. I try to turn away, but he catches my chin with his hand, lifting it up to him quickly. I know he sees my pain and my eyes are almost overflowing with the effort of not crying. I’ve become so useless at finding my mask nowadays, it’s long since deserted me and this close to him I’m defenseless. His lips part and he frowns, but he lets me go. There’s some sort of recognition run over his face as if he’s seen something he doesn’t like, maybe he’s finally realizing why we can never go back to before. Because his stupid ex PA has become so utterly devoted to every part of him that she can no longer function in his presence.
That’s one thing for sure that could send him running for the hills … Love.
deep breaths, trying to calm the inner chaos begging to erupt all over this ballroom floor. Trying to get the feel and smell of him away from me so I can breathe, so I can function. He
and faces trying to find a way out of this infernal room. My heart is beating erratically, I’m afraid to turn around and see him again, I need to stay strong and leave. Pushing until I get to the edge of the dance floor, I stop to take a deep breath, my legs weak as I try to steady my pulsing heart
grate my teeth as I yank my cell out, anger growing inside me at this damn job and the way it always
has sent you an iTunes
phone in shock. My breathing ups a gear, making me afraid to
would he? Why now, after everything? Our long-forgotten mode of
tie and sent me away, along with our friendship. I don’t understand why he would try and get
screw my eyes closed.
I open my eyes, it’ll be gone. I can’t do this; I can’t have
friend and platonic assistant? I can never
swipe the screen slowly, scared, and hesitant but my breath catches as I read the email, a small gasp leaving my lips as my eyes
Carrero has sent
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before my brain has time to
does this mean? He
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