Flirting Compliments
When the young assistant was totally at a loss, Eliana leaned over and clinked her glass with his. The crisp clink broke the awkwardness in the air. When everyone turned to look at her, Eliana smiled sweetly, "No worries. Director Lane isn't going anywhere." Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Xander looking over at her. She continued, her tone honest and brisk, "He's the best Artist Director I've ever worked with, talented, professional, and protective of his dancers. We love working with him, and we'll side with him." With that, she looked up at Xander, who was right beside her. Their gazes locked. Xander's eyes were like a deep lake, calm on the surface with only light ripples, but turbulent with turmoil underneath. Eliana might have been willing to drown in it once, but n
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