Samantha’s POV
Before I could say no, he was already dragging me across the room leaving me no chance to protest.
In seconds, the crowd was around us, bodies moving to the rhythm. I wanted to pull my hand back, but his grip was warm and firm.
He stopped in the middle of the dance floor and turned to face me.
I could feel the eyes on me. What was the star of the hockey team doing with scholarship girl?
This was the kind of attention I had run from my entire life.
“Alec…”
“Relax,” he said bringing me closer. So close that his breath brushed against my skin.
His hand found my waist like it was the most natural thing, he pushed a lock of my hair behind my ear and grinned. My breath hitched up in my chest. I could smell him, the faint mix of smoke, cologne and it felt just ri
