HARPER
“No, I’ll step on your foot and embarrass us both,” I argued as Jacob pulled me towards the dance floor.
He smiled mischievously, “step on my foot all you want darling, I won’t feel a tinge of embarrassment.”
Despite the brevity in his voice, I opened my mouth in horror.
“While you enjoy being tortured, I don’t revel in causing you any sort of pain so I’ll pass,” my refusal was pretty pointless since we were now in the centre of the dance floor.
“Trust me, okay?” the playfulness in his gaze and voice was gone as John Legend’s All of Me started to play.
“I do,” I nodded and he moved closer, wrapping an arm around my waist and intertwining our fingers with his other hand before holding both up.
Nervousness wrecked me as we started to move slowly against each other and from the
