CHAPTER 29 - KIMBERLY
“YOU’RE TRYING TO lead. Let me lead.”
I gritted my teeth and squirmed in the stupid ballgown. The seams itched, and the skirt was too long for dancing. Oh, and then there was the teensy issue that Peter couldn’t dance in the first place.
“Fine. Just stop stepping on my feet.”
“Everyone was a beginner once. Even you, Noelle.”
“Stop calling me that. Why didn’t you just wait for a girl whose name actually began with the right letter?”
Peter sighed. “I knew you’d be difficult from the start, back when you insisted the barman at the Park Plaza bring a fresh bowl of pretzels in case somebody else had touched them.”
“Hygiene’s important.”
“So is obedience.” He gave his head a little shake. “I almost picked an easier girl, but then your boyfriend kept poking around ou
