Sarah POV
“Oh, don’t make that face. I promise I’m harmless,” Scott said, his charm on full blast. It was not unlike staring into a high-wattage light bulb.
He tried to spin me then, but I walked out of it calmly, and he had to shuffle a little to get back into rhythm. He chuckled and led me around the floor. I spotted Zane with a woman in a red dress and matching mask talking a mile a minute, her super-white teeth flashing in the lights from the chandeliers.
“Ah, Arlene’s in fine form, I see,” Scott said, looking over my shoulder as he turned us. “Poor dear has been angling to be the next Mrs. Cavendish for years.”
I hummed noncommittally and walked out of another attempt by Scott to spin me. I caught a look of irritation on his face and hid a smile.
“Did you know Rob was going to
