I allow myself to fully feel the desire… the warmth he gives me. What’s happening between us right now feels so amazing. Our tongues twist and turn around each other as if they’re part of this dance. It’s divine…
Eventually, I pull away and straighten up. James is a little surprised. The music gradually stops. I can’t help but remember how Harold cuts us off the night of the ball. Then he made James go be with Catherine so they could dance together.
I step back from James. I have to take stock… Even though I’m tired of this stopping and starting, stopping and starting… and I’m tired of lying to him.
But he’s also sending mixed signals. Unless I’m totally imagining it. James invites me to sit with him on the black cloth he’s laid out.
“Tell me if I’m wrong, but… you spent a lot of time
