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Shane interrupts both of us.

“Not that it matters. We’re finally at the house. Thank fuck. I’m sick of being crammed in with all of you.”

They all snort at that. But I agree with the sentiment. The ride to Gabriel’s house hasn’t been fun at all.

Breathing out a sigh of relief when we pull up to the front of his monstrosity of a mansion, I wait while the driver runs around to open the door. Tanner, Gabe, Sawyer and Mason slide out first.

Shane, impatient as ever, let’s himself out through the other door, and I’m left with just the twins, Ezra’s pinky stilled curled with mine.

Eventually he slides out, waits by the door to take my hand and help me to my feet, and then we both wait for Damon.

Surprised when they both grab my hands to walk on either side of me, I say nothing as we walk up the steps to the large porch and into the house.

There aren’t many people at the party yet.

Music rolls out of the main room into the foyer, and I attempt to walk in that direction. Ezra pulls me left down another hall instead, Damon’s hand releasing mine even though he continues following behind us.

“Where are we going?”

Ezra’s amber gaze catches mine, his mouth curling into a mischievous grin.

“To your prom.”

Confused by that, I follow silently, not familiar enough with Gabriel’s house to know where I’m being led.

After a few turns, we end up in a large solarium, the night sky filled with stars above our heads, the space around us sparsely filled with cozy sitting areas.

My heels click against the stone floor as Ezra leads me to the center of the room, music suddenly filling the space. I glance over my shoulder to see Damon near a stereo.

“What are you doing?” I ask as I turn back to Ezra. “This isn’t necessary.”

He grins, just the corners of his lips slightly tipping up.

“I think it is.”

With one tug, he pulls me to him, my free hand moving to his shoulder as I tip my head up.

“What if someone comes back here?”

Ezra begins leading me through steps to a slow song, something soulful that I’ve never heard before.

“Nobody is allowed in this wing of the house. It’s Gabe’s rule. So you have nothing to worry about.”

Surprised at how well Ezra dances, I find myself moving through the steps with him, our bodies pressed together as he spins us around. His hand slides to my lower back to tuck my body tighter against his.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” he asks, laughter in his voice.

My cheeks heat to be caught.

“I didn’t think you’re the type to dance.”

Shoulders shaking with more laughter, he spins me again. “I went to all the same cotillions as you. It was required we learn.”

I wouldn’t know anything about that. Mason always took off immediately when we arrived anywhere, and I spent the entire night hugging a wall.

Although, I did watch the other kids dance. It just never occurred to me that the guys were required to learn like the girls were.

“I’m grabbing drinks,” Damon calls out from where he stands near the door. “What’s your poison?”

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