Kevin's voice dropped low, and his eyes narrowed as a shadow crossed his face.
It seemed like I'd accidentally triggered his competitive side.
For a moment, I was reminded of that moonlit night when we first met, how easily he had deflected my attack.
Back then, it was like we were already dancing the tango.
But this time, I was the one leading the dance.
I tilted my head back and lightly bit his chin. "You'll find out soon enough."
I placed one hand on his shoulder, the other on his neck, trailing down his solid arm and placing my hand in his.
He stiffened, almost like he'd heard a rallying cry, and then clenched my hand tight.
"Relax. That hurts!" I couldn't help but let out a soft cry.
He loosened his grip, imitating a dance posture, but his movements were stiff, like he was a
