Love on Thin Ice
Jaxson
"I don't know how to waltz, Brooks," I muttered as I stood up, smoothing the front of my tuxedo jacket.
"Just put your hand on my waist and don't step on my silk, Reed," Summer whispered back, her hand sliding into mine as we moved toward the center of the polished hardwood floor.
The ballroom lights dimmed, leaving us bathed in a soft, amber glow.
Dozens of couples moved onto the floor, but as the HypeTV crew positioned themselves at the perimeter, a wide circle cleared around us.