Chapter 2: Flirting & Tension
We didn't go far at first... just deeper into that swirling crowd, dodging all those laughing execs and their flashy dates. Victor's hand... god, it stayed right there on my lower back, so firm, like he was guiding me away from something dangerous. Or straight into it. I couldn't even tell anymore, everything was blurring. That champagne... third glass already half-empty, those bubbles fizzing through me, making my whole body feel loose, warm, alive. Faces around us smudged a bit, voices got louder, and that jazz band's horns... they wrapped around the room like thick smoke, pulling me in. I smiled at everyone. Nodded. Acted like I was just the sweet, polite niece.
But I wasn't. Not tonight. Hell no.
We stopped by this group of board members, ollder guys wi
