"Tell me about the.....", The words slipped free, and I bit my tongue. I didn't need to look at him, to feel Ricky's eyes widening and staring holes into the side of my face.
"Oh, miss Rhea, do you have something you want to share?" He purred.
"God, no," I chuckled out on an exhale.
"You know, I did think you had a little glow about you. You getting some action off the stage lately?" He waggled his brows suggestively.
"Shut up, Ricky. You know I don't need anyone when I have my fabulous princely dance partner." I leaned into his side and batted my eyelashes at him.
"I know, I'm like the best prince NYC has ever seen, but I also know I'm not the reason you have that little I -got-laid twinkle in your eye." He sucked his teeth.
"Well, I certainly don't have that."
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