It felt as though the light of a thousand candles flickered above them. It could have been true. In Ronin’s arms it was too easy to forget the bustling crowd that surrounded them both. They moved in time with the music. Thea held herself upright, resisting the urge to melt against his form.
His hand rested upon the curve of her waist, the heat of his palm sinking through the fabric of her dress.
‘I’m surprised you recognised me,’ she murmured quietly as they spun slowly across the floor. There had already been a number of set dances, with patterns of movement to follow. Now the band had moved into more intimate movements, allowing the couples to move together in time to softer music.
Thea felt surrounded by it, warmed by the sweetness and the shuffling of feet and distant laughter tha
