Evaline:
I hadn't expected Kieran to ask me to dance. But when he extended his hand with a small, sincere smile, I found myself accepting.
Stepping forward with him felt both safe and dangerously illicit. My thoughts were throbbing with confusion. Oscar, Draven... they were my anchors, my mates - but with Kieran, there was an undeniable pull that always left me feeling confused, guilty, and needy.
As soon as the music changed, he drew me into a soft waltz. He held me carefully yet possessively, guiding me into the rhythm. I felt the crowd's eyes on us as we moved, but I only noticed his firm, warm grip on my waist and his careful hand atop mine.
