Lily's POV
I didn’t stop to process what was happening; I felt good, and right then, that was all that mattered. I was dancing on the stage alongside the crowd, the heavy, dark bass vibrating through the thin soles of my shoes and pounding straight into my ribs.
Julian moved behind the turntables with an effortless, calm composure, occasionally looking over at me through the hazy blue fog of the club. His gaze was slow, assessing, and unreadable, never overt, but heavy enough to hold my attention every time our eyes met. He wasn't hiding me, nor was he trying too hard to claim me. The stark contrast to Cole hit me like a fresh bruise. I shook thoughts of Cole forcibly out of my head, leaning over the edge of the stage to reach down and pull Katy and Maya up beside me as the crowd cheered
