_Calden’s POV_
I said nothing as I watched Zarelle move gracefully on the dance floor.
Nicholas nodded reluctantly. “That’s right. Do you think Daniel taught her?”
“The way she moves doesn’t seem like a beginner.” Branden scratched his chin. “I wouldn’t mind asking her for a dance later.”
His date lightly punched his arm and pouted. “But I asked you to dance first!”
Annoyed, Branden removed his arm from her waist. “I told you, don’t make demands. I don’t tolerate divas.”
The woman’s face went pale. She became quiet, looking hurt and embarrassed.
I paid no attention to the fight between him and his latest girlfriend, probably his tenth this year.
I had no idea Zarelle could dance. But then, there was so much I didn’t know about her.
During our three years of mar
