Tequila's POV
The rest of the night was history, Hugo really boosted my happiness, and soon it was time for the dance.
I thought that maybe he'd decline. . but instead he spared my dignity and grabbed my hand, leading me to the center of the room.
The light shone onto us as Gnash took Hugo.
He pulled me close, extra close, his face stoic as he dances slowly with me. It's a bit awkward since he seems to be having a problem with smiling.
Then, he spoke. "Are you enjoying your night?" I nodded, avoiding his eyes and he sighs.
"I'm not going to treat you badly."
"What?" I finally look up at him.
"Even if it's nothing more than a business proposal, I'm going to treat you with respect, so you can stop being afraid." He says his eyes determined and I nod.
I wasn't exactly afraid, just wa
