I could not help but glance at the handsome man in front of me that I was being asked to dance for. His deep brown eyes had barely left mine since he had sat down. And now I found myself taken aback by the fact he had offered me his hand. I was here to dance for him, as suggested by his friend. So why was he offering me his hand? What did he plan to do? Dance with me?
As he pulled me close, I felt my heart begin to race, when I almost landed on his lap. His strong, spicy, masculine scent filled my senses and made me feel almost dizzy with lust, taking me by surprise. “I have no intention of disappointing you, beautiful.” He whispered, and I felt my knees go weak at his words. I had no clue in what way he thought he would have any opportunity to be disappointing me tonight...
I felt my
