Roxellena’s POVI was so close to him that I could feel the heat radiating from his chest when a party attendant slipped between us, holding a silver tray of ornate masks.He selected two without hesitation and dismissed the attendant with a slight nod.“Do you mind?” His voice was low, almost intimate, as he lifted one mask and settled it carefully over my eyes. His fingers brushed my temples as he secured the ribbon. Then he put on his own.The music shifted into a slow, aching melody. Everything between us turned quiet and charged.His hand settled at the small of my back, firm and possessive, while the other held mine. He rested his forehead lightly against mine. We moved together, swaying in time with the music, bodies close enough that I could feel every controlled shift of his weight. The scent of him,clean, warm, faintly woodsy filled the space between us. For a few moments the rest of the hall faded.Then the partners changed, as was custom.I found myself in Davis’s ar
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