TESSA
Her eyes widened. “Dance? Right now? How about our drinks?”
“Yes! We dance now and drink later... Before anyone dares breathe on you!” I grabbed her hand, and she laughed, letting herself be pulled toward the dance floor.
The lights flashed in waves of gold and violet, cutting through the haze as the bass throbbed like a living heartbeat. Reina’s laughter brushed my ear—light, careless—and before I could stop myself, my hand slid to her waist.
She didn’t pull away.
Her body moved against mine, soft and deliberate, every sway syncing with the rhythm, every touch a small, electric sin. I could feel the warmth of her skin through her dress, the same short and see through dress I had picked for her, the curve of her hips pressing into me when she spun back around.
The crowd was a
