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.

held out his hand to me, and

he said. His deadpan expression made

suspected he was, however. He,

I

he know specifically who I was? That was the

His free hand sat comfortably on my waist. Together, we began to move with the

Here, where we could pretend

my lady,” Nicholas said.

helps to have an excellent partner,” I

balcony, where we were alone. Slowly, he stopped turning, ending the dance. He did not move away, however, keeping his hand on my hip and the

clutching mine.

didn’t move away either.

now? My mind whispered, as my heart took flight in my chest.

something flirty, and well, I

the

smiled, wider than usual, and my

you, my lady, but it is your beauty that has stolen me away. This is a lovely dress, but I

my hand to bring his own to my face. Gently, he traced my cheek along the edge

leaned

He came closer and closer.

eyes fluttered closed. I parted

desperately wanted him to close the distance and kiss me. The very thrill of the near possibility had me buzzing out of my skin.

night of magic. Anything felt possible. Even

mine and

the barest press, but it made my heart

perhaps think I was someone else, did he? With mask covering most of my face, and my hair hidden, he might not have known

he said, voice

him to

near, and when it was, I felt so whole. I

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

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