Third Person POV
She felt Stavros’s hand at the small of her back, his other hand clasping her left hand firmly in his own. The music, soft and slow, began to play and together the two of them swayed to the rhythm. Stavros smiled down at her, his brown eyes twinkling.
“You are a very beautiful woman” he complimented her, his voice husky and low.
Rosalie blushed. He drew her in even closer and her heart skipped a beat. She felt herself becoming a little overwhelmed by his large presence, not to mention disconcerted. Even though she had the attention of an extremely handsome man, all she could think about was Lucian. She sighed. She felt bad that she hadn't let Lucian explain himself but it was too late now.
“Have I offended you?” asked Stavros, picking up on her desolate mood and thi
