Xia couldn’t seem to tear her stare away. There was just something about his eyes. They were so extraordinary. And green. And the way they looked at her as if she were special…she found herself confessing, “No one asked me.”
When he squinted, she motioned with her hands toward the sound of music. “To waltz,” she explained. “A girl must be asked by a boy before she can… Well, anyway. That’s why I wasn’t dancing with anyone. No one asked me.”
The boy shifted his attention toward the music, then looked back at her. “But you were, by far, the finest dancer out there. Why would no one ask to partner with you?”
She blushed hard, her entire body heating. “Well…” She cleared her throat. “Thank you, but…er…a boy usually asks a girl based on how much he likes the girl herself, not, you know, beca
