Finn pulls me closer to his warm body and starts to hum along to the tunes of the sweet melody in my ear. I get the feeling someone is watching me, so I search the crowd until I am stopped by the piercing ice blue eyes of a certain Winter Prince. Finn is oblivious to the man staring daggers at him. I can feel the heat of Kalen’s penetrating stare, so I decide it might be best if I take a break from dancing. I don’t want any trouble involving men fighting over me. I fan myself to make it look like I’m hot, and I casually lay my hand over my throat.
“It’s so hot in here. Do you mind if we go and get a drink?” I ask Finn. He nods his head and takes my hand. The bar is set in the corner of the ballroom, and, unfortunately, we have to walk through the massive crowd to get there. Finn orders me
