Torn
I should have pushed away his arm. Freed myself. But I didn't. I stayed put. Getting absorbed in the depth of his gaze on me. He gestured his hand. "a dance? " My senses screamed 'Victoria Vernon Landor push him and find Cathy.' My hand did the exact opposite. I placed my hand on his and let him lead me. A few other pairs were waltzing and we joined them. His hand on my back felt like an inferno. I was scorching from his touch and melting as a result of his gaze. How could one cause such a stir in me. I was drowning in an ocean and burning with a passion. My earlier fears reduced. Being with him I felt like it was only him and I, existing in a world away from the earth. We spoke of nothing and in all honesty, there wasn't a need to. I should have fretted about what the people around woul
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