Ch 80
Eleanor POV
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I wrap my arms around him, just not knowing what else to do.
He gives me an assuring smile before lifting me again and placing my weight carefully back on the ground, so elegantly.
He is good at this.
I wonder many girls he has impressed by his dance moves?
“See, you just got to pretend like you are the best”
He smiles at me again, as he brings his hand back to my waist.
Holding me close against his chest…
Pushing all those thoughts…
“What are we doing here ?” I ask him.
My heart beating heavy, I can feel my pulse in my throat…
I need a drink.
No, I want a whole bottle
But for that, he has to let me slip between his arms which he isn't doing at the moment
“Dancing” he answers studiously
And I roll my eyes, but he still has his poker face on
