When he reached the railing on the second floor and looked toward the center of the dance floor, he was met with the sight of Phoebe Faulkner and Howie locked in a steamy, intimate dance. The dance battle was just hitting its peak, and the entire bar had reached a fever pitch. The screams were loud enough to shatter the ceiling. In the middle of the floor, the man and woman moved like two fish returned to water, every motion tantalizing the nerves of the onlookers.
When Phoebe Faulkner stood still, she was as beautiful as a sprite.
But when she moved, she was a true enchantress.
The longer Jace Lennox watched, the colder his gaze became.
"Boss, Sister-in-law is an amazing dancer! At this level, she could enter international competitions!" But of course, there had to be someone oblivious to the mood, chattering endlessly in Jace Lennox's ear. "Boss, I finally get why you've been single all these years. You were waiting for Sister-in-law to show up! Ooooh~"
