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But right now, I want to pretend that none of that exists. I want to get lost in the fantasy that he’ll never let me go.
Unfortunately, the slow song ends all too soon.
The couples around us are stopping and dispersing. Some head toward the auction table. Others go back to the buffet for a second round of pancakes.
Thinking Ellister will probably excuse himself now, I say, “Thank you. This was really nice of you.”
“I should be thanking you. I get to dance with the most mesmerizing girl at the party.” He keeps moving, despite the lag between songs.
Slide, drag. Step, step. Slide, drag.
I look up and connect my eyes with his. “You don’t have to say that.”
“Most beautiful, too.”
“Now I know you’re full of shit.”
“I’m being completely honest.” He sounds like he means it, but I’m having trouble believing him. No one could make those statements while I’m up against Faith.
“You don’t have to keep dancing.” I glance down at our feet. “There’s no music.”
Slide, drag. Step, step. “Do you want to stop?”
“No, but—”
The first chords of another slow song come from the band. I look at the lead singer, a middle-aged man I’ve seen around a lot during Christmas tree season. He gives me a wink and a head nod.
They’re keeping it slow for me. I send him a wobbly, grateful smile.
“What’s happening with you two?” Ellister’s question is random and confusing.
“Me and the lead singer?”
“No. You and the girl who sat next to you during dinner.”
“Oh, Faith.”
“Yes. You speak cordial words to each other, but I sense a bitterness from you.”
I narrow my eyes. “How did you overhear our conversation? You’ve been nowhere near us.”
“I have very good hearing. Then there’s your body language. You were uncomfortable.”
Not sure how he can read me that well, but it’s not like I was actively trying to hide my resentment either.
I shrug. “We used to be friends. Now we’re not. I guess you could call us frenemies.”
“What’s frenemies?”
“Friends and enemies at the same time.”
“How can you be both?”
“I don’t know. It’s complicated.”
“How is it complicated?” This guy and all his questions.
“I don’t like her. I don’t hate her either. I…nothingher.”
