Michael dread the night ahead. He hated the thought of having to watch over Elise as she danced and courted her many suitors, and considered this his due penance for stealing that kiss the night before. The kiss he couldn’t forget. The one that both of them had avoided discussing. He really did have to clear that up with her soon. Michael didn’t want her to believe that kiss meant as much to him as it did. If Elise knew the power she held over him.... He was afraid to speculate where such knowledge would lead. She was the type of girl who would take the knowledge and use it to her best advantage, twining his heart around her long, delicate fingers.
The ballroom was filled to capacity by the time they entered and a waltz was underway. It seemed to Michael that all eyes turned to stare at t
