Angelina’s breath caught in her throat, as she watched the couples entwined in each other and the music. Such precision and grace…it was awe inspiring, and if she could have gotten away without drawing attention to herself and she could walk in these heels without tripping up, she’d be history already.
Instead she sunk further into her seat, and swallowed hard when a shadow fell over her.
“Dance with me?”
The deep gravelly voice held a charming Mediterranean accent, and when Angelina looked up into eyes as black as midnight, a shiver went down her spine.
She knew those eyes.
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