As they spin, his grip doesn’t loosen on her, her body is tight against his. His button opening on his jacket and the thin material of his white shirt doing nothing to separate her from the scorching heat of his body.
She gets used to the feeling of lacking control and, instead of feeling powerless, she feels herself melting into him. He is so hot that it is impossible for any coldness to exist inside her when he is close. That blurred line is now so hazy that it barely resembles a line.
She can hear words around her, but they just blend into a murmur.
Far from the horrible experience she thought this would be, she actually starts to feel a glimpse of enjoyment. But she doesn't lose sight of the reality of the situation.
"Haven't you heard all the rumors?"
It wasn't just what was said
