"I don't."
His voice softened.
"I don't want you worrying about every step."
I let out a quiet breath.
Little by little, my body relaxed.
I deliberately kept my eyes away from the other couples.
"Whose idea was it to change the tradition this year?" I asked.
"I didn't want to watch you dance with someone else."
My traitorous heart melted instantly.
Unfortunately...
my brain was still trying to be reasonable.
Even though it desperately wanted to surrender.
"Well," I said lightly, "I imagine the blonde wasn't very happy."
His thumb traced a slow circle against the bare skin of my back.
A distraction.
A very effective one.
Still...
I refused to let him change the subject that easily.
"She'll survive."
Before I could answer, I felt the softest brush of his lips against my temple.
"You look beautiful."
"I'd rather spend this dance admiring you..."
"...than thinking about anyone else."
A smile spread across my face before I could stop it.
The rest of me followed.
Our movements became effortless.
Natural.
Completely different from dancing with Seris.
My body responded differently to Airis.
Everything felt...