ARTHUR'S POV:
I watched silently and with concentration as Fiona moved her body to the beat the music offered.
It wasn’t a seductive dance; far from it. Especially since the blue eyed girl couldn’t dance to save her life.
She went any which way and it was almost painful to watch but it wasn’t her dance that kept me hooked. It was the pure happiness and excitement that sparkled in her eyes.
The warm glow from the fire and the bulbs that had been strung together above us casted a beautiful light upon her and the beauty that she radiated warmed my body from the inside.
The night breeze blew her hair across her face and the red rose placed between the locs complimented the fairness of her skin, especially under the warm glow of the light.
The bright yellow dress that I had picked o
