“Yes,” I muttered.
We started moving. Heath took the lead, twirling us around the dance floor, matching the song's beat, even though it was a slow rock ballad and not a waltz.
Our bodies pressed close, and it was hard not to look at him. I glanced up and found he was staring at me. Defiance flickered in me and held his gaze. I had to admit, he was handsome. Freckles dotted his sharp nose and high cheekbones. He was tall and broad—not as tall as Killian, but slightly broader. Why the hell was I comparing this man to that vampire?
I shook my head.
“Something wrong?” Heath asked.
“No, nothing wrong.” This was the princess’s son. I had to make sure he had no reason to tell her I was a b***h or that he was suspicious of me. I had to be friendly. “I’m just overwhelmed.”
“Oh, yes, I heard y
