CHAPTER 35
The Charity ball (2)
Nova
“I'm Nova. Nova Dwight.” I stretched my hand in a handshake but Oliver smoothly turned it so he could bow lightly and kiss the back of my palm.
“Well, well, well, Miss Dwight. I don't believe I've seen you at events like these. First time?” His crooked grin was positively captivating.
I swallowed, allowing him to help free my gown. “Yes, it is. I hope it isn't that obvious?”
“I think people would be more captivated by how gorgeous you are rather than your naiveté.” He replies.
“So I take you to come to these things a lot?” I say, walking with him as we drew closer to the entrance.
He gives a self-deprecating grin. “Unfortunately it's one of the expectations that comes with being a Kincaid.”
My brows nearly shot up to my forehead as I tried to
