GAZELLE'S POV
I was suddenly aware of the eyes on me. This wasn't the plan at all. All I wanted to do was dance with Jenna or by myself.
I looked at Jenna and she gestured at me to take it. I sucked in a breath.
“Please?” He added and I took the hand skeptically. He placed his hand around my waist and the heat the contact generated made my palms sweaty.
I wanted to say something but I was afraid if I spoke he would immediately recognise me.
“What is your name?” Came the first question. One I couldn't offer an answer to. I expected him to be pissed but he chuckled.
This was definitely Jayden. I could tell from the mannerisms and the way he spoke.
“Alright, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to. What training level are you in?” He asked instead.
It was obviously level one since I've not participated in any training session yet but I didn't give any response.
“For some reason, you do not want to speak but that is okay. I still want you as my date for the night,” he said a
