Being Yours
“No, it can’t. But I can make Monday afternoon, around two.”
Helene scowled. “That’s as soon as you can make it?”
“I’m afraid so.”
“Well, then,” Helene said, her posture taut with displeasure, “I guess I’ll see you then.”
“Whatever possessed you?” Nathan murmured into her ear as he danced her around the floor.
“Possessed me?” Dani felt as if she were floating. Nathan had hurried her away from Helene and drawn her onto the dance floor and into his arms. A dancer for most of her life, she could dance with just about anyone, no matter how awkward they were.
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