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... and strangely calming despite my fuzzy head.
I laughed quietly, lifting my hand to trace his features. I wasn’t sure why I did it, perhaps I wanted his face etched into my memory.
I wouldn’t deny it, but he was impossibly handsome, the kind of man whose presence drew every gaze in the room without effort.
"I... wanted... to dance," I murmured. I felt so comfortable in his arms that I didn’t bother standing up.
Or was it the drink that had my head spinning, making ...
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