Emma POV
Ethan follows the guy back inside. His hand clutches mine and the feel of his fingers gripping mine gives me strength. I don't care about the crowd watching us as we enter. The music is still playing, though the dancers have stopped. We wait a moment, hand in hand still, expecting the announcement to come.
When nothing happens, Ethan pulls me close and starts dancing. At first, it's the two of us, dancing cheek to cheek. I barely notice as other dancers join us on the dance floor.
All I can think of is what almost happened moments before. His lips brush against my neck briefly but long enough to send electricity through my body. His breath on my neck sends more jolts through me. He nibbles on my ear, and I let out a cry of desperation. I tilt my head to the side, inviti
