Nicholas held my gaze the longest.

He finally glanced away when a girl tugged on his arm. The music started and she pulled him toward the

dance floor.

It seemed that anonymity made everyone feel a bit bolder than usual tonight.

Myself included.

I stopped by the drink table to grab a flute of champagne. It was easier to lose myself with a hint of

alcohol in the system. Yet before I could even take a sip. I looked out at the dance floor once more and

forgot the drink entirely.

The girl who was dancing with Nicholas had both hands on his chest and was rubbing them up to his

shoulders with an unwelcome familiarity that made my skin crawl.

I lowered my drink back to the table and then stormed across the room.

“Excuse me,” I said, when I was close enough to them. “Do you mind if I cut in?””

“Yes,” snapped the girl.

Nicholas searched my face. Then, he reached up, grabbed the girl’s wrists and pulled her hands away

from his chest.

She huffed in annoyance but didn’t argue. She glared at me as she walked away.

to me,

His deadpan expression made it difficult

he was, however. He,

I

he know specifically who I was? That was the question.

placed one hand on his shoulder. His free hand sat comfortably on my waist. Together, we began to move with the music. We glided

real–life problems, being with Nicholas was as easy as breathing. Here, where we could pretend to be other people, nothing stood in the way of indulging

very well, my lady,”

an excellent partner,” I

he stopped turning, ending the dance. He did not move away,

clutching mine.

didn’t move

as my heart took flight in

woman would say something flirty, and well,

look handsome in the starlight, my prince.”

than usual, and my knees felt

away. This is a lovely dress, but I suspect the woman underneath

my hand to bring his own to my face. Gently, he

he leaned

caught in my throat. He came closer and closer. I felt his hot breath on my

fluttered closed. I

very thrill of the near possibility had me buzzing out of my skin.

magic. Anything felt possible.

mine and I gasped.

press, but it made

did he? With mask covering most of my face, and my hair hidden, he

then he said, voice breathy and soft, “Piper.”

I wanted him to kiss

was, I felt so whole. I couldn’t resist it even if

ballroom as fast as I could in my heels. I followed the feeling, searching the room.

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