Layla’s P.O.V
I reached the dancefloor, Miles following only a moment later. As soon as he was close enough, he pulled me…pulled me right in against him. I whimpered loudly, not expecting him to be quite is straight to it.
“Wow! Did I say we were gonna dance this closely?” I breathed out.
He smirked, gripping my hips and reached into my ear
“What fun is dancing if our bodies aren’t close?” he whispered into my ear “And what does it matter how close we are? You said I don’t affect you, Layla.” He added.
I don’t know what the hell I was playing at. I was sort of glad all my friends were preoccupied at this moment. I wasn’t thinking straight, that is one thing I knew.
“One dance, then you leave me alone OK?” I said sternly
“Yes, mam.” He smirked.
I was gonna regret this in the
