Talia Point of View
The dance floor pulsed beneath her feet as colored lights flashed across the crowded club. The bass vibrated through her body, drowning out her thoughts for the first time that night. Joelien was back at the bar with Josh, laughing and enjoying her evening. Marible had left with Lucas not long ago. For the first time all night, Talia was completely alone.
And maybe that wasn't such a bad thing.
She closed her eyes and swayed to the music, letting herself get lost in the rhythm. No work. No responsibilities. No thoughts about being thirty-two and single while her friends were building families and futures.
Just tonight.
Just the music.
Suddenly, she felt a pair of hands settle gently on her waist. Talia frowned. Her eyes snapped open as she quickly turned around.
